Mon, Sep 22, 2014

She was kind and lovely and beautiful, the kind of soul you wanted to keep close, she was a dreamer, a creator of her world, a writer - her thoughts the canvas and her words painted pictures as if she was making love to every moment, she was quiet yet willful, she had these ages in her eyes that reflected centuries of wisdom but for those with shallow sight she looked like she wasn't old enough to know anything, she was everything and nothing, her love of life was so unique, she was the type of person you dreamed of getting close to but rarely did she let anyone in, she was an observer, a contemplator, she had intention in every move she made, she was wild and free spirited she really never wanted to fit in, she was pure and untainted like a newborn when it takes it's first breath, she was whole and secure but best of all of her qualities was the way she made others feel when they were near her, she was accepting, non judgmental, she allowed you to be yourself, she loved that about people, that pure unapologetic expression of who you truly are without any reason to explain yourself, without worry or fear that someone may not love you for you, yeah she loved that about those who were brave enough to love themselves enough not to conform, not to pretend or dim the light with themselves, those who have not surrendered, she loved them unconditionally because she loved herself in that same way. There is something about the souls who truly enjoy who they are, they express a level of peace and beauty that goes far past what the naked eye can ever truly see. ~Will "Story" Rivera