Drawing & Painting - my way of life!

Little girl still in her heart to shake for a word, a look into her soul full of warmth, simple look to land and admired her beauty.
Every branch, every little pebble, a leaf thrown to the ground, looked like the message, was a touch of life, was a bit of beauty in the world.
The stars of the sky, the color of the sea, the snowy mountains, seemed to penetrate the soul.
The flying bird gave a sense of serenity and freedom.
A pond in the countryside, a creek, a stream, awakening all the senses.
All of seemed like it was catching and drawing paper and pencils.
She wanted to keep, drop where the beauty of the earth, give you impetus real insignificant, to feel its own, to the donate life through her, the magic colored pencils.
She wrote, painted the beauty, the serenity of the earth, painted to perfection, as if it was on earth ...
She made off in her mind of imaginary places, wonderful people, everything beautiful.
She refused to accept anything that changed the landscape of dreams inside her, refused to accept the ugly, the other side of life.
And the time has come to the signs of sadness came to destroy the beautiful image that has inside her.
The joys reallocated to the sorrows came to give their position in life.
She lived the grief, pain and pleasure but because everything was looking in depth of evil to find beauty, only because it gave confidence and hope to cool the soul.
And she painted, she wrote again, only beauty, peace, life ....
Looking for people to love .... She took little, give much ....
And this too was happy for her, why she could touch even just a small chord of their hearts.
Shee did not want to lose the image that had mold in her mind, she wanted to feel the glory, the wonder of the world seems to be in her eyes.
And painting again, the beauty .....! Why was the caress of her life ...! ! !