Particles collide in the sky, gathering, swelling, until the mass grows too heavy to cling to the clouds it came from.
Drawn by gravity, called by fate, it drifts towards Mother Earth As it falls through the atmosphere, Mother Earth welcomes it with a warm embrace. Clouds form in its wake
Below, a lone woman uncertain of herself and her destiny lifts her head, sending her daily prayers of making a family, breaking cycles, and having a home full of love.
The heavens answer. The skies open. Rain falls. A star softly drifts towards her and into her arms
She holds the star gently in her arms as the universe whispers of new beginnings
Cycles WILL break. She WILL heal. She WILLΒ Β grow a home full of love and care. She WILL become all she longed for...