Dare to love yourself as if you were a rainbow with gold at both ends.
Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.
Quote words that affirm all men and women are your brothers and sisters.
Where humanity sowed faith, hope, and unity, joy’s garden blossomed.
Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.
Feet sandaled with dreams tread paths of vision leading to wisdom’s sharp peaks.
Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.
You are the hybrids of golden worlds and ages splendidly conceived.
Your pain is a school unto itself–– and your joy a lovely temple.