Illumination (A Reflection)

It’s my life experience.

How is it
You are always
So
Effortlessly
Beautiful?

No
Embellishment.

Your graceful walk,
Your tender comments,
Your attentive presence,
Your kindness,
Your compassion.

No makeup.
Hair totally as is.
Completely,
Naturally—
You.

Where does that
Come from?

It’s you.

It lives in you—
That gracious movement
Of thought for others,
Your quiet, inner grace.

Always conscious
of others.

My short times
With you
Are always rewarding
Leading to truths
I never knew
And explorations
Unknown before.

When I leave you,
I am in awe.
You are
Totally authentic.

You become
A mirror—
A way to examine myself
Something genuine,
Something
I can only hope
Will reflect in me.

My,
How much I’ve
Experienced
And grown
Since you appeared.

You’re a glow
I look forward to,
Like the sunrise.

When I leave:
A sunset – glorious
With a smile
That kills and lingers,
And pulls me back—

Another tomorrow’s sunrise
Captivating.

My muse
Is special
A contemplation
On life.

I am only
As bright in a sunrise
As my muse
Sees me.

I have learned
That grace is not always seen
Until it’s reflected
And returned
By the one
Who sees it.

I’m a
Witness
It’s
Like a sunrise
Illuminating.

When you
Wear
Lipstick

It’s not
For me.

It isn’t necessary.

You are
Real
Seen
And Important.

You
And I
Are.

Cripes—
Sometimes
I don’t have
A Clue
How much
My life
Has changed.

Still,
I see you
And I hope
One day
You’ll see me too.

As I see you—
every rose-colored sunrise.