her.
What lies within the journey that she thread ahead?
Is it the ever-growing pursuit of dreams that she chases passionately?
Or is the thrill and passion leading her to keep walking forward?
The question arises every day, and maybe the answer is somewhere along the road
No final destination exists, for as long as her light burns bright
She will keep trailblaze the stories of a lifetime
It is a one-way journey where we leave a certain mark on anyone we ever meet
Dots of impression, a brush of wisdom, a painting of love
It is a certain gift that should be cherished
Incorporating the perpetuity cycle of giving and receiving
She presents herself towards the world
As a blessing of the yet-to-tell-tale
In a beauty of fragility, a vulnerability wrapped into her soul
One that couldn’t be perceived as a weakness, but as a genuine kindness to embrace the others
Yet not that will stop her from telling a fable of her memoir
Abundant in wisdom that she has learned from every corner of the world
Deeper than silent waters
Her existence is a present to the world
And her journey will leave a mark on it
As a guide for the upcoming generation
