Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Tiny Dancer.

by Marie Zucker

by Marie Zucker
(weheartit, dreamingofmermaids.tumblr.com, saras-scrapbook.tumblr.com, hipsterhip.tumblr.com, www.shopspanishmoss.com/blog/)

The girl wants to grow but she does not want to grow old.
Her spirit is young though she feels like an old soul most of the time. She´s part girl, part woman in disguise.
But right now the adolescent glitter under her eyelashes prevails. She can´t shush her heart which screams in delight these days.
Songs like words come out of her mouth and all she can do is sing along.
Her feet barely touch the ground, her head finds comfort in the clouds. She can´t help but dream.
Sometimes she feels like a little bird inside a cage. She feels the breeze, she even sings,
she knows there´s so much out there to be seen, a reality quite intoxicating but lovely if she flies straight into positive things.
She can´t deny she wants out but she is still learning, walking slowly, leaving tiny pieces of fear behind.
She knows she has a long path ahead but she hopes one day those fears turn into feathers
and help her live with a constant smile in a reality similar to the one of her dreams.
Today, she feels like dancing instead of flying.
Her mind wanders looking at the sky and pirouettes there...
absently.

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