Poem: True Beauty
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They ask me,
“What makes her so beautiful?”
I say,
“Her soul.”
They ask,
“But what of her appearance?”
I say,
“It is given value through her soul.”
They ask,
“What of her mind?”
I say,
“It is but a nomad guided by her soul.”
They ask,
“And what of her faith?”
I say,
“Ah, now that is the question.
It is the water and the sun that nourishes her soul.
It is the strength that flows truth to her ever-loving heart.
It is the soul of her soul.”
They ask,
“Then what matters to you most?”
I smile,
“That her faith be her purpose,
her constant epiphany,
and the essence of her happiness.”