Rest.

Yesterday
I saw death on the face
of the most beautiful human being
to have ever graced Earth.

Death looked me in the eye
squeezed my hand
and told me to never give up
and that miracles can happen.

But I watched the life of
a walking, living miracle
fade into a cold, sullen, yet
peaceful state of consent
and understanding
or submissive surrender
to the harsh grip of death
that she finally let
overtake her gentle, loving self.

On that sad day,
the loss of one
broke the hearts of countless individuals
that are extraordinary people
due to the influence of her
magnificent existence.

Time will help us heal
and love will help us cope
but never shall life be the same
for hers are shoes that are
far too monumental to fill.