“Mind how you go“, said the crone to the world; as all the good deeds of her long life unfurled.
Death had come knocking so often before. But, this was last call & she’d stall him no more.
Leaving the world better than she found it…she quit with Death & her exit resounded.
What would they do now that she was not here? Who’d they now look to; she’d lived long without peer?
She’d mentored her heir; prepared her a pitch. Now all would come down to a tough maiden witch.
I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi
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