You were born of magnificence.
The fire inside you
that created you
was burning before you were here
and now lights you from within.
Your place is in the remembering
of the beauty you are made of,
that you have always been,
before the outside world came inside
and told you differently.
Your worth is not found in the adding on
of accomplishments
of wealth
of exterior beauty.
Rather, it is found in the stripping down
The paring back
to who you have always been
Down to the very essence of love that made you.
That, dear one, is the soul of you,
your magnificence
your worth.
Beautiful