My soul no longer reaches because of her longing, dreams beacuse of her pending destination, cries because she may never love something. She’s there. She loves. And today she realized this.
Because amidst the beating drums, dancing colors, and friendly voices, she saw something else, heard a different voice. And it gave her peace.
Not a peace that was yet to come or a promise that needed time to become beautiful. It was a peace that she was meant to have, that would always be hers.