The Beauty You Carry

When beauty is inherent
Not just in appearance,
But in the quiet grace of the soul,
A depth that speaks without words,
Kindness that lingers,
Empathy that embraces,
Authenticity that shines.

This beauty is not fleeting.
It resonates.
It is felt, not just seen.

It connects in ways beyond reason,
A presence, a warmth,
A reverence for relationships,
A quiet force of understanding.
With tolerance as its guide.

Every time I am with you,
I feel it.
It evokes something profound,
Appreciation, respect, and
Gratitude so deep it stills the mind,
A peace that settles within.

Such beauty demands reverence.
It humbles the heart,
Brings one to their knees in silent awe,
Not just before you,
But before the source that shaped you.

And I, sensitive as you are,
Cannot help but wonder
Where did you come from?
What forces molded you?
But whatever they were,
The result is nothing short of extraordinary.

That beauty you carry,
One that lingers,
One that endures,
Leaves its mark on my soul.