Vakker

The world has many boundaries
Most of which need to be broken
Language being one of the many
Yet one word can be found in them all
A word that in which can be found many descriptions
To describe ones personality
Or maybe their outer shell
Or even the instrument they use to project their soul
However the person which I use this word to describe
Possesses all of the above and many more
Though humble she is of this fact
This makes the fact no less true
To even gaze upon her is to see the true meaning of the word
Yet to gaze into her soul is to see that which words cannot describe
That which many of us strive to obtain
And that which few of us are gifted with
Yet sadly, their search may be in-vain
The words of which I weave can scarcely describe her
For that which she possesses has no true description
Just that which we view it to be
Beautiful