At First Glance

At First Glance There are such women. Those who do not so much capture, as captivate. Entering, they glide slowly, seamlessly, across the eyes, overshadowed by the more stunningly stylish and demanding divas. Yet, they are not overlooked. As the moment fades and the evening moves, so do the eyes of those drawn to beauty. Thus it was I found my eyes returning, gazing upon her face, her presence. There was no strain in her beauty, no intimidation in her stride, no drama in her movements. There was, seemingly, a sweet music to which she alone danced, moved, mingled, without becoming lost in the crowd. She would, I thought, exude this same air of confidence and character in any situation. It was not love at first sight, for she was not the fireworks, but the reason for the parade, not the most beautified, but the most beautiful. At first glance beauty can be eclipsed by the beautiful, for beauty has no need for darkness. At first glance - I saw - but did not see the beauty that awaited me. John G. Lawless 7/1/2014 For Jared Pickett contest