She is the howling wind of a winter storm.
Strong.
She is the crashing waves of the ocean shores.
Relentless.
She is the bright colors of the spring blooming flowers.
Captivating. 
She is an entire army marching to defend that which they love
Fearless. 
But she is also a window peirced by branch.
Shattered.
She is the sound a leaf makes as it falls to the ground
Silent.
She is nature. 
Simple but complex. 
and she is beautiful. 

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