How would she behold the range of emotions, the spectrum of feelings that stains her mind?
The uplifting shades of mirth and joy makes her gleeful.
But what about the tinge of woe and sorrow that torments her,
breaks her apart?
It's heavy on her part.
To withstand the anguish.
She moans and struggles and finally finds the way to remove the shade of darkness,
the veil of ignorance.
She adapts the wand of regaining the state of bliss.
The palace of her peaceful realm adorned with contentedness.
She polishes the mirror and strives to breakthrough the mist, that reveals her preparedness.
She encounters the right choice.
She readily smears the radiant and the bright hue of ecstasy,
Thus the golden path of indestructible happiness,
that will be always within her vicinity as long she wears the outfit of cheerfulness,
with the elegance of gaiety.
The instant she realises, the choice lies in her,
thus she beams with profound gladness.