She held the delicate flower within her hand. She knew if there was a wind it would tear apart the little thing. The seeds would release their hold and tumble right along with the breeze, surrendering to its will.
Set a fire down in my soul That I can't contain That I can't control. - Fill me to overflow with Your Holy Fire. Consume me with Your Holy Fire. Empty me of me, and Fill me with more of You. Holy Fire Fall and Consume me!
Alex Benetel- This is a creative and really pretty picture. I like how there are some flowers in focus and others not. I also like how there are flowers placed on her face. How her hair is spread out like that is a nice touch to the picture too.