Poetry: She Lived the Life She Was.


…A beacon draws in the darkness and spreads light to comforting souls lost in the rough waters of life. A Rictameter verse and a digital piece to create an ambiance of light.

image of light shining through trees

She was
the kind of soul.
Whose light resonated
with broken hearts, the kind…whose light
which had no off switch. It was in those dim
nights that they would seek her light and
feel comforted with her words.
She lived the life
she was.

©Linda J. Wolff 2017

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Linda J. Wolff is an interurban word spinner and extrovert through many coffee-stained papers and owned by Rookie the hyperactive Pomeranian dog at Urban Poetry.

3 thoughts on “Poetry: She Lived the Life She Was.

  1. Reblogged this on Wayfarer and commented:
    Travel is about as much Introspection, as much as it the exploration to the outward world. More often than not we end up discovering more about our own selves than we had anticipated.
    so, Travelers, did you discover who you actually are , or are you still on that epic ancient unending quest of self discovery?
    Either way, Linda J’s beautiful poem is for you, one that incites the insatiable thirst of self discovery.
    Enjoy!

    Liked by 1 person

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