Samara Speaks: Memory of the Unnamed Bloom
“I once loved in silence.
I once hid my joy behind trembling hands.
But no longer.
Today, I stand beneath the orange blossoms, unashamed.
I lift my face to the sun, not as a secret…
“I once loved in silence.
I once hid my joy behind trembling hands.
But no longer.
Today, I stand beneath the orange blossoms, unashamed.
I lift my face to the sun, not as a secret…