Saturday, April 13, 2019

Beautiful {a Free Verse Poem}

She looked into a mirror
And wondered
When she'd become
So beautiful;
And then 
She realized
It wasn't the features
On the outside—
The way her hair
Shone in the sunlight,
Or the way her smile
Lit up her face,
Or the way that her eyes
Crinkled with laughter.
But it was the Savior,
The One who died,
The One who loved,
That shed His blood
To save so many
From a world so lost,
So full of despair.
And she realized
That it was He
Who made her so cherished,
So loved,
So priceless in His eyes.
And that made her beautiful.

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