I see in her eyes the wisdom of age and the vigor of youth.
Although her advices are sometimes dismissed as “young girl’s fancies.”
She possesses a light that can dwarf a thousand suns.
Although she is rarely appreciated as a niche.
How can such a being be contained by the four walls of this Earth?
Although the extent of her warm grasp and love is an ocean in a styrofoam cup.
Her speech exudes the authority of a potentate and the gentleness of a petal in spring.
Although her heartfelt advice sometimes falls upon deaf ears and hearts.
She is a throbbing, glowing, warm ball of light felt by all that encounters her.
Although their hearts are colder than the depths of unforgiving darkness.
She is a gift to this world, unfettered by the vicissitudes of time and unshackled by the boundaries of words.