She Walks in Truth & Beauty
Unique
Exquisite
Hers
Individual
Different
Eccentric
It is hers now, this joy
Not bending to others
Hers to claim
Hers to hold on to
Hers to share with the world
Honest
In integrity
Valuable
She honors her truth & beauty
It needn’t be what you expect or you feel
That her truth and her beauty should be
It’s just that it’s hers
Pure, unaffected
Unattached from the mass sights you see
She needn’t take heed of the latest adornment
But she can if it pulls at her heart
She holds precious and dear the things that have made her
Heart jump, leap and dance and astound
It took her a while to be true to her own self
It took her a while to let go
Of all of the things that others found vital
She succumbed to the will of the crowd
One day she woke up to the sound of the skylark
The crow and the robin and gulls
She decided to squawk, to sing and embellish
Her song and her own unique sound
She laughed ‘til she cried and then sat up and counted
The times she had felt this joy inside her soul
And went to get dressed in eccentric behavior
Deciding to spread it around
A sprig of excitement
A shawl of a rainbow
And boots laced with purple and gold
A spotted old mac
With a dress of pure feathers
A splash of cologne made from jam
She splashes in puddles
She sings to high heaven
Spreading laughter and joy and pure glee
She doesn’t care who turns to look in sheer horror
It tickles her excitedly
She walks in her Truth
She walks in her Beauty
And changes it seasonally
For she never stops looking
For truth and for beauty
It fills her up
Incessantly
So go find your Truth
So go find your Beauty
Take hold of your passions, desires
For this is the time
There is no greater pleasure
Than Walking in Your Unique Style
If this poem found you at the right moment, She Is Healing — the first poetry collection on The Path — may be calling you. It was written for women who are finding their way back to themselves.
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