This is me
standing here
looking the mirror
seeing every blemish
seeing every pore
every pound
looking into the eyes
of someone who is not beautiful
in the eyes of the world
someone who isn't pretty enough
or skinny enough
or just enough.
every insult
every rejection
every reminder
of who They say I am
Yet
when I look beyond the mirror
into the reflection of myself
in the clear waters of Your eyes
I see me
the me you see
every wound
every whelp
every scar
from every word
that didn't break my bones
but broke my heart
every crack
every shard
looking into Your eyes
You, who knows
every blemish
every pore
every pound
You, who knows
my hopes
my fears
my dreams
my nightmares
You, who knows me
who heals me
who comforts me
who sustains me
who loves me
You, who is looking into the soul
of someone who is beautiful
This is me
standing here
knowing you see me
knowing you love me
and this is more than enough

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2000 �Iris Laureate-all poetry copywrighted
1999 � Sites by Starr
Came to read poetry