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Dark Fairy
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PLACE OF SHELTER
Within The Ethereal Woodland
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Artist - Euphemia Stokefield
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RISING FROM MUDDY WATERS
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The Lotus is a flower of great symbolic weight in many Eastern cultures, and considered one of the most sacred plants in the world. The Lotus Flower has a life cycle unlike any other plant. With it's roots latched in mud, it submerges every night into river water and miraculously re blooms the next morning, sparkling clean. In many cultures this process associates the flower with rebirth and spiritual enlightenment. With it's daily process of life, death and re-emergence its no wonder that the Lotus Flower holds such symbolism.
The flower blooms in the most unlikely of places. Not only does it find sanctuary in the darkness but its beauty is blithely unaffected when it reblooms each morning. It continues to resurrect itself, coming back just as beautiful as it was last seen.
Even though we may face unimaginable situations each day, it doesn't define our value and worth. Just like the Lotus Flower emerging from muddy waters, our lives too can shine amid difficult circumstances. Be brave, take courage. You are reborn, you are strong and you are beautiful.
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Story & 🎨 by: Lynne Bellchamber Fine Art
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“Danced and buzzed in the golden autumn light… the air was full of… glinting dragonflies shot …with gauzy wings and gleaming bodies.” ~ Arthur Conan Doyle #enchanted #dragonfly #dragonflies #fairies #fairy #nature #memories #magic #magical #wings
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One day your momma won't call you anymore,
One day you will wish she had lived more days to enjoy your time with her.
One day she'll stop telling you to stop with your jokes.
One day she'll stop giving you the advices she thinks is right for you.
One day you will find the house where she was always waiting for you with a cup of hot coffee upon arrival, empty.
One day her voice will no longer be heard.
One day, only memories will remain.
Time flies and waits for Nothing and nobody.
And on that day, you will feel a void so great that nothing and no one can fill.
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Amy Brown Fantasy Art
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