When you shine with flawless beauty inside,
Why do we focus on the ugliness outside?
You sit quietly, patiently,
much like a parent with a fitful child,
Why do we take on the garment of
anger, jealousy, judgement, greed?
No wonder so many of us feel awkward,
alone, out of place; we need no vestments.
Beautiful soul, perfect and worthy,
may we all know you at the lake of truth.