BEL.

In her presence one was touched by her rays,

And welcomed strangers saw magic in her gaze,

Was the keeper of her centre, her house; abode,

Her aroma of presence made all feel at home,

Some say she was a priestess in past worlds spent,

But was a lowly giving servant in this world of men,

Gifted was she, with antennae finely tuned,

A teacher with much warmth and charm, a cat like...

serenity seemed present in how she moved,

A lady with much poise; mysterious in her guise,

A woman so intuitive, gentle, calm and wise,

Was connected always open for one to seek and find,

Selfless care filled with passion shone through all the time,

Synchronicity she welcomed; brought healing to peoples lives,

Twas fortune; those who knew her had her essence in their eyes,

For Bel was a lady of the lamp, one of nature's pulses of light.