Beautiful soul pure and perfect
why do we turn from you?

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,
waiting.

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.

-Maria Baird