There is Something Beautiful
in Your Eyes, born of pain,
subtle hues painted by
the dubious dues
You have paid,
which You did not realize
were never required to begin with.
And it makes me wonder~
When and why do We forget
how very precious We are;
cease celebrating and sell Ourselves
sinfully…truly sinfully short
of the Divine’s Dream
of What and Who We Actually Are…
Do You know
You have come from
Love’s Brightest Star?
Do You know
Your forgetting is forgiven
and You, in Truth, are Blissfully Free?
Please, just this once,
listen to me and believe…
You Are Something Beautiful.
c.2012 oakabbey
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