I see things in you that you don’t…

I see things in you that you don’t…
Like how you are made exactly in the image of your creator…
Like the universe, goodness, and love flowing through you…
My question to you is…
Do you feel this pulse of life?

Look in the mirror and open your eyes…
Listen for the call of your name…
Not with your ears, but with your heart where it matters the most…
It will be like seeing the stars for the very first time.

When you sit next to me you resemble a mountain…
With every tree still standing and every stream making its way to the sea…
Your tears like snow melting on your sun facing slopes…
Can you see it? You are the world itself.

So why do you see yourself different than this?
Beaten and broken into a pile dust?
Draw your sword and fight for who you are…
Because there is no enemy you cannot defeat.

Life is like bending down to kiss a baby…
A steady, sustained flow of love…
Like a pot of coffee in the making…
Dripping out a strong brew.

I love you,

Annie