She Is
She is a humble spirit, seeking validation
Believe.
Her roads traveled – plentiful with complication
She is a voluptuous beauty, so poetically stoic and solid
Dance.
Her kind wisdom leaves the most impoverished soul nourished
She is an imperfectly perfect being, desiring hope
Manifest.
Her mind’s fabric adorned with the lessons of old
She is a spit-fire tongue, disguised under introversion
Recoil.
Her sense of humor is threaded through every dimension
She is a damaged soul who owes the world nothing
Give.
Her compassion makes social justice the song she sings
She is a delicately strong dreamer, wanting balance
Contemplate.
Her nights spent in solitude – sheltered by distance
She is a despondent lover, grieving for honesty
Forgive.
Her broken heart reminds her that she is not worthy
She is a dangerous alternative to the brainwashed norm
Educate.
Her own raw human experience in a cold world does not allow her to conform
She is me.
I wrote this while I was fasting this weekend. The pic published with it is by artist Vicente.
ReplyDeleteWhoa. That is deep.
ReplyDeleteThat's an awesome picture and it's a fabulous, and introspective wright! That fast really did have you looking within and with out!
ReplyDeleteLove this. Sounds like your fast was well worth it.
ReplyDeleteWhen I saw the picture in my blogger dashboard, I knew the accompanying post was going to be something amazing. I wasn't disappointed.
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