i am not pretty
i have always known it,
but when i stand surrounded
by warm sunlight
by drifting fireflies
then evening’s moonlight
beneath the array of starlight,
there is so much more here
against my skin
a light from within
weighted and meaningful…
I feel magnificent,
and a crucial part of it…
of this bless-ed creation
my Father
deemed good
and my heart?
my soul?
well now, they
feel made of the purest gold
I care nothing for looking beautiful then,
Because I am brimming with gratitude
and overflowing with love
-les’nspired
(still editing)
