Regina King's Narration

In this journey, love is not something to possess But something to nurture To let grow and evolve Much like the clouds that once parted Giving way to clearer, brighter skies Evil intentions couldn't bear the purity of her heart She learned to withstand the rain A true rose Her petals begin to open towards the sun Standing proudly A testament to what happens when one waits Trusts, and allows the quiet beauty of God to work She was never meant to stay on fire The love we seek in the world starts within us Be vulnerable, embrace heal, reclaim the soul She returned unconditionally to the things she once loved She finally escaped back to herself