Still Motion

Every word she spoke twitched at the corners of her lips.
Every expression left unanswered questions in her mind.
She always admired real beauty-so much more than make up and carefully constructed outfits.
Maybe a blessing or a perhaps a curse.
For people like her fall far and wide inbetween.
A small, unappreciated woman; perhaps overlooked; searching for these unnoticed gold coins amongst the silver dollars of this town.
She was simply a drop of rain falling in still-motion to the earth, connecting to others in freefall.
As she hit the ground they break apart and she's become something different; someone strong and well composed.
For that she is grateful... though it might never be enough.
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Reckless One,
What a beautiful, wonderful write.
I like the way you think...in this odd thinking world. You think about things as they should be.
Great job.
Matthew.
Thank you so much Matthew! ❤