Warrior girl

The flame was started by lighting a match.
All that is left now are ashes and debris.

She is left standing alone and defeated as her soul laments without words.

She is engulfed in smoke, and tears slash her dusted face.
Her sorrow was as dense as the haze from smoke.

Ash and embers blanketed the singed,
Evidence of her struggles, both recent and old.

She was worn out and weak, and all she could see was the flames.

She had fantasized of becoming a warrior, but she was terrified, and in this instant, she had betrayed herself.

A shadow among the dancing blaze then appeared in the distance.
A courageous and strong woman was approaching her.

a fierce warrior with a sword in her hand and a battle cry.
She confidently howled as she charged into battle.

Because her roots of strength went deep, she would stop at nothing to assist those in need.

The young girl was in wonder and admiration of her because she was courageous and disciplined in her patient determination.

She was the lady she had hoped to become.
The woman then reached out her hand and said, "Come with me," after spotting the girl.

"Let me demonstrate the fortitude you want.
It must be acquired via learning and development."

She detected a familiarity as she met the warrior's eyes, and for the first time, the girl was able to clearly see her conflicts.

She has always been the fierce female.
She was getting stronger with every challenge she met.

These conflicts are the fulfillment of your prayers, for soldiers are not born but are created.