The Woman In The Sunlight
Today I watched a woman walk beneath the sun's rays
I watched her for a few seconds
The strands of hair on her head illuminated under the noontime sun like Swarovski under a bulb
The deep lines around her mouth introduced me to
Her former youth, her wedding day, the birth of her first child (and the second and the third)
The engraved creases in her dark olive skin told me a story of her many laughters, happy moments
I watched small shadows sneak their way underneath strands of her wind-rustled bangs
The evident lines on her forehead welcomed me into her home and
I heard her crying that day when he left her, I saw her sorrow the time she thought she was forgotten!
The wind blew sunlight over her face, pushing aside invisible curtains so I
Could see herself emerge as she strode down the lane;
The woman's bone structure looked emulsified in determination and confidence
A face molded, sculpted by the hands of Memory and Venture
Sort of a satisfying sensation tingled over my skin
Ah, to smell all the scents of a beautiful soul exhaled to me in the wind!
Copyright 2012 C. JoyBell C. All rights reserved.
*I saw this woman just today, and then I wrote this.