When You Know (Something More)

I’ve often—well, maybe always—
wondered why I find you so beautiful.
Today was one of those days
that revealed it again.

Yes,
it’s your smile,
the grace in your stride,
the softness in your voice,
the kindness you weave into others—

Even your presence,
in a crowded room,
undeniable.

But it’s more than that.
Something subtler.
Something deeper.

When you know—
truly know what it is—
When happiness
spills into tears,

When your life
rests in quiet contentment,

As your calm
blooms self-realized,

When those around you
feel the pulse of your joy—

Then life is good.
Then life has found guidance.
Then life is authentic.
Then life radiates love.

Then your life
weaves its love—
with purpose,
unselfish,
with fulfillment—
into everyone you touch.

That light at the end of the tunnel?
That’s where you dwell—
alive, today.

Rare.
Beautiful.
Authentic.
Shared.

Your inner self
shines with quiet power.

That is the soul I find—
Beautiful,
radiantly reflected
in your eyes and smile.

And I love
when you are alive
in that radiant light
you share with me.

Why do I
still wonder at your beauty?

Devastation forged you—
from its fire you rose
into this radiant state of being.

Today, is a perfect day
to feel beautiful.
And you are.
My goodness,
how beautiful.

I’m with Beth,
There’s an MM somewhere in thar.
And I’m really glad you are happy.
That is my life.