The still-fascinating lady, the directress, believed in being what you are, in the energy you are, even as one evolves over time.
She knew she was no longer what she was, yet she was aware she still was what she was before - under her skin.
Her name was Paola.
She believed in Beauty. Love is beauty, breathing is beauty, gazing at the sky is beauty, and above all, poetry. “Beauty makes people better,” she would often declare in meetings.
She was intelligent but not cerebral. She lacked a tendency to be introspective. Part of her sharp mind consisted in recognizing that too much hesitation can paralyze the creativity of beauty.
Luca, the Italian writer was a creator of beauty.
He had recently composed such beautiful poems. She had been captivated by his way of crafting poetry. By his words about poetry: "Poetry unveils in the human being the need for Beauty, the need for feeling the Beauty in itself, and this feeling is supported by the divine light. It halts us on the threshold of the divine light, without crossing that threshold, where we senses the light beyond that threshold."
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