She stands facing the wind, feeling the pitter-patter of the rain drops hitting her face... Smelling the summer breeze of late August... delicious. She stands there looking out from her beautifully embroidered glass window... Constantly gazing into thin air drifted away by her imagination... In that point of view, the world looks like an uncomplicated piece of art...

But, she knows better than to be fooled by what is seen, as she knows its really what cannot be seen that matters.

She never fails to get peoples attention... Lovely on the outside and inside or so it seems to everyone. However, she kept a secret deep down inside her glass heart... was the secret really that well kept? As her heart of glass have been smashes into uncountable pieces...into glass dust, Unable to be reattached back.. She tries to be strong, Yet she feels so jaded coz she knows nothing is really that wonderful as it's seems on the outside...

Peace was all she wanted...nothing more than that. Fame, fortune and power seems insignificant to her... all she wants was the strength to continue on... to grasp the problem and solve it... Yet, all she can do is stand there helplessly, unable to do anything... Watching her world fall apart...

The rain finally changes into drizzles... Chirping of birds can be heard once more... A blow of wind hit her numb face... She wipe off her tears took in a deep breath, and decided that she would continue living... with a smile from her heart... That was all she could do, while hopping and waiting... Wishing that her world would not fall apart.... A miracle to happen