She is a lover of sunrises, of stories
of the ocean and the desert 
of fresh-pressed coffee in her favorite mug
and the table in the back corner of a cafe.

She loves seasons and cycles,
with their perfect mix of variety and comfort,
and fosters a deep love for jackets
and the way the tip of her nose glows cold in December.

She is her most full self when hosting friends,
walking a loop with a soul mate,
turning her body,
or a page in a book.

She is a companion to the uncomfortable
a caretaker of mistakes
of the yes/and
of the gray.

She is a sister, a daughter 
a deep friend 
and an acquaintance.

She is a learner, a dreamer
a curious george. 

She is a welcomer of beginnings. 
A soft acceptor of endings —

that is the only way she finds 
perspective, 
a path forward,
today’s batch of peace.