The inner beauty within my soul
I yearn to release for all to behold.
I have it within me
I know I do.
What is this inner beauty
If I could but dare to let it flow
So pure and unspoilt.
Not warped and torn by the world
But most importantly,
No longer torn by myself.
It was there all the time
So beautiful and untouched
It is with God’s grace
I often pick a red rose
And wonder at the pure beauty of it
And the perfect completeness
And this is what I hold within myself
That same incredible
Perfection and beauty
Only now I’ve learnt
That my heart is a garden
No longer do I have to
Cover myself with thorns
Neither do I have anything to release.
All I have to be is me.
Like the beauty of a red velvet rose.
Channelled.