She Knew How To Live

She knew how to live 

She had a ‘Ruthian’ spirit
That gave of her self
With a bit question
And discernment
But gave anyway

Her compassion
Controlled the pathway
She choose to travel

Her heart was always vulnerable
For she knew not
How to guard herself
From the possibilities
Of grace
Or the blessings
That poured from the heavens
To fill her storehouse
With abundance,
A love abundance

It was not that she was not intelligent
That she found herself
Oft’ compromised
Because of her heart’s ways . . .
Nay, she did not think about
Closing her hands
To the needy
Or to those who asked

She was a gem
That sparkled
In the darkest of places.
The light shined continuously
From the corners
Of her eyes,
Leaking out
Unto the world of us all

Her smile was blinding,
Her laughter
Moved mountains
Within the spirits
Of all who had an ear

Yes . . . 
She had a ‘Ruthian’ spirit
That gave of her self
With a bit question
And discernment
But gave anyway

She knew how to live !


© 112 january 2019 : william s. peters, sr.

www.iamjustbill.com
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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