I have gone through life
As a child with fingers in his ears,
Closing his mind to the taunts of
His bullies
And their incessent stream of
Attacking venom.
I have closed my ears to
The sound of the whipporwill
And the wind's howling song,
Because she is my bully.
She shows me how unbeautiful
I really am
In light of her dazzling rainbows.
If I only opened my eyes though,
I would see that she speaks parables
Instead of omens.
I am beautiful
Because of my imperfections.
As a child with fingers in his ears,
Closing his mind to the taunts of
His bullies
And their incessent stream of
Attacking venom.
I have closed my ears to
The sound of the whipporwill
And the wind's howling song,
Because she is my bully.
She shows me how unbeautiful
I really am
In light of her dazzling rainbows.
If I only opened my eyes though,
I would see that she speaks parables
Instead of omens.
I am beautiful
Because of my imperfections.
yes you are...nice bit of wisdom blended in there...
ReplyDeleteIf I only opened my eyes though,
ReplyDeleteI would see that she speaks parables
Instead of omens.
Nice turn around.
I have closed my ears to
ReplyDeleteThe sound of the whipporwill
And the wind's howling song,
Because she is my bully...
I am beautiful
Because of my imperfections.
Fabulous contrasting images, yet speaking wondrous truths.
i love the word "unbeautiful." Nice to meet your work through dVerse. :)
ReplyDeleteyes - yes - yes - there is beauty in imperfection - more than in perfection
ReplyDeletelove this - it says so much - powerful
ReplyDeleteWithout the differences among us, life would be nothing but long lines of gray sameness. And without people like you, who express that knowledge artfully, it wouldn't be worth living at all.
ReplyDeleteLove it.
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