Wildflower Soul

In the depths of her gaze, a story unfolds, A canvas of strength, where scars are told. With every bruise, a lesson learned, And in her eyes, a fierce spirit burns. Her hair, a whirlwind of untamed grace, Framing a face that's weathered the pace. Of life's tempests, she's stood tall and strong, A wildflower blooming, where others may have gone. In her expression, a mix of pain and pride, A resilience that cannot be denied. She is the embodiment of courage true, A heart that beats with a spirit anew. With every step, she claims her ground, A woman untamed, with a beauty unbound. Her story is one of survival and might, A testament to the power of the light. That guides her through the darkest night, And leads her to a brighter sight.