They wept for her body and rejoiced for her soul.
Found peace in liberation and sorrow in loss.
Found solace in tradition, in hope, in remembrance.
And after awhile, they left her side. Her eyes no longer able to see their tears, but her love they carried with them, along with her memory and her joy.
About Me
- R
- I'm a human. I'm a woman. A thinker. An optimist. A defier of odds. An artist. A lover of creativity, sponteneity, and being s t i l l. A dabbler. In yoga, in dance, in languages. A scientist. A little bit random. A lover of life.
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