BY MAHIMA SHARMA When present was dark and future… wrong, Existence was no longer a melodious song. When Life seemed only a stormy… steep hill, Among the clouds – dark and still. Heart was low and hurdles high, Lips longed to smile, but eyes would cry. I paused, breathed and gathered my wings…I did not quit, I am a woman Took the final flight with … Continue reading I Am A Woman Flame On Ice