A little creativity… and I like the prompt word. Funny how some words just beckon 🙂
Self-assured undeterred they stay
their way, looking for that future
when the sun sets; hope she nurtures
in quiet contemplation. Day
turning to dusk and her eyes stray
to the field across the hills, where
flowers bloom bright. Streams flow free there
and birds fly high across blue skies.
She knows the ground where she stands wise,
Waiting for the days beyond there.
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