She let it roll down her back
Trickle down her spine
Because if she didn’t
The words they spewed would pierce her mind
And callous her heart
So, she turned their bitter ramblings into fuel
And bloomed to be a better being
One that they could never imagine
Peppermint Sunshine 
great great A passionate poet has arisen! revelation
This is the physical sense of Karma. I like a person to reap what they sow. You know what I mean; You throw shade then, you get shade. I love your style of thought and writing.