She left quietly.
Like the gentle breeze of a summer night
she slipped through time
and was gone.
Her fragrance lingering,
intertwined in the memories of a life
lived wholly and honestly.
Love encapsulating,
both expressed and tacit,
encouraging others to be…to exist.
A void now left
not to be understood by any other.
Too precious to explain
and too intimate to share.
Her spirit now unobstructed,
reunited with her being,
soars uninhibited and remains.
Her presence existing alongside,
unencumbered, now free.
She left quietly…
but she lived brilliantly,
like the shining star she is.