You Are (I Am) Beautiful
You sit at your table
You look down at your hands
You ask to yourself
“What makes me beautiful?”
I sit down too
I take your hands in mine
I whisper softly
“Let me tell you, my love.”
“You are beautiful because
Of the way you laugh so hard at all the things that worry me
(You laugh the weight off my shoulders)
Of your eyes that change color as the sun sets the world on fire
When I didn’t know something could be so lovely
Of all the different types of love that you show those around you
That I didn’t even know existed until I met you
Of the great things you have done so far that are too many to count
(I’m proud of you no matter what)
Of how much faith you have in those around you so easily
It has to come quite naturally
You are beautiful because
You are you.
“You are beautiful because
Your heart is made of gold from the inside to the outside
And you never keep it to yourself
Your mind knows so many different things about life
That most overlook but you love
Your hands carry the stories of a thousand soldiers
Yet you are only one person
Your love is genuine because you care too much
(Maybe I’m talking to myself)
Your self was so beautifully and wonderfully made
(But aren’t we all?)
You are beautiful because
You are you.
“You are beautiful because
Must I tell you why when you exist in the first place?
Is that not evidence enough?
(No.)
God saw the world as a whole and thought to himself
‘The world needs one of her’
(Why me?)
He says as a promise that He will make you even more
Beautiful with time. That’s a promise
(Promises break.)
Jesus died for you and you alone, when He was on the cross
You were on His heart
(So I’ve been told.)
God created you in His image. He is the most beautiful
The most sovereign over all
(I’m different.)
(Why?)
(I don’t know.)
You are beautiful because
You are you.”
I sit at the table.
I look down at my hands.
I ask to myself,
“What makes me beautiful?”
I look up at the mirror.
I take one hand in the other.
I whisper softly,
“You are created in the image of God.”
“You are loved beyond measure.”
“You were died for to be who you are.”
“He loves you, and that is beauty
In its entirety.”
“What makes me beautiful?”
“My Father does.”
“Jesus does.”
“What makes me beautiful?”
(I don’t know.)
(I know now.)
“I was made to be beautiful.”
“I am beautiful because
I am me.”
Shayla is an author who’s almost 20 and lives in Texas! She has a very bubbly personality and studies Special Education at Texas Woman’s University. She has been a Delight girl for over two years and enjoys writing as well as several other forms of creative arts. She has been writing since a young age, and a few years ago was influenced to start writing poetry through her last two years of high school. Shayla hopes to use her poetry and love for other people to show anyone who reads it that they are not alone.
Images of Kristi and Shayla by Emily Walker Photography.
