Vision, remembered

248893_551366214880118_394759242_nA long time ago, in a far away place, there lived a soul similar to mine. I say similar because I feel her essence in moments of my days.

She studied the basics of reading and arithmetic, but anytime she could, she moved towards philosophy, art, geography and maps of any kind. She studied Buddha with her morning tea, the traditions of South Africa under the Willow tree and daydreamed of far off places and love.

She dreamt in hues of turquoise and magenta, she smelled of fresh jasmine and she breathed poetry to life.

Her essence flows through those moments to this one.

Today, she holds a paintbrush with me, adds love and spice to a colorful meal, and holds the vision of far off places and love.

I forgot her for quite awhile and now, 

I remember.

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