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To Maya Angelou

      As i try to find my way through life and all that it comes with, i am reminded of one great legend that has been through this journey of life and has gone through such experiences, leaving words behind that hold great power and hope for me and others. Maya Angelou, a woman with great courage and tenacity. Having faced her fears head on and leaving wise words for us to form  a path of our own  and leave behind a legacy.
     Your words touch deep to heal wounds deep rooted into our hearts and souls. You not only found a way to share your life but you have made it possible for me to embrace my individuality and give my best shot at any task thrown my way. Such encouragement is what has become stepping stones to the river called life.
     The peace that you left this earth with is the same peace that you lived by everyday,  a peace from deep within that we should all strive towards. You stayed true to your values and opened our minds to greater possibilities.
       Maybe death stands for a new beginning,
       In the imaginary world,
       To me it stands for an ending,
       Maybe of a beautiful sad story,
       Mostly the story leaves us hanging,
       How can one move on,
       Maybe death has a hidden meaning,
       That most wouldn't understand,
       Gone to the world unknown,
       Lost and know not your own,
       moving forward becomes a task,
       Maybe death has a perfect starting,
       In the real world,
       It should make us stronger,
       To fulfill our every purpose,
       Teach us a lesson of life,
       And protect us from danger,

For one of the people i wish to have met...
 Bernice
     

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