Beauty to me is when the world lit a match that set my soul to fire.
I feel beauty when the universe aligns with my spirit
like the moon and the stars.
Beauty when a smile widens . . .
Beauty when the sun rises . . .
Beauty when a child takes their first step . . .
Beauty when Heaven called and my father took his last breath . . .
Beauty in the Unexplainable , Unattainable, Forever questioning, forever questing . . . untold stories. . . His & Her story,
Beauty is living, loving, freely in uncertainty.
Beauty is at 17 really knowing what it means . . .
to have a guardian angel
Scars on the right of her foot,
Forever a reminder of what the world never understood . . .
What does it mean to be beautiful?