She really always was there
Knowing when something wasn't quite right
She had an outstanding curse of putting her
own terrors aside to help you sort out yours
Trying the whole time not to let her own through.

She did not belittle the issues.
She knew me well enough to take what mattered and bring it to light
The light within herself, however, was fighting hard to shine
She never let her demons take over her love

Her battles with her own soul erupted in her work
The most inspiring expression I believe she had
All of her light shone through her work
She was light.
She lived it.
I believed she lived for light, and few people understood that

Sometimes, perhaps our own fear of darkness is too overwhelming.
And soon our souls are eclipsed by things we cannot control.

I believe in light.
I live by its power.
It gives me control.
Relief of pain.
And it gave me a precious bond with a woman so bright, so radiant, and supernatural.
She blessed me with her light.
Though she had shown me her own eclipse of her soul, I believed she could overcome it all.

She inspired.
And wherever she may have gone, I know she is the most glorious being of her kind.