Beauty

Beauty,
I have greyed and my best days are swift receding ...
Yet I desire ... to sweet speak to you still ...
So you may grow slender and wise ...
Beauty ...

Always know that you are special,
But not in a way that puts you above other souls ...
No - you are special - but only special in the way that should make you equal with other souls ...

Remember forever - that you are an angel ... you bear a lantern ...
And your light shines bright ...
But not too brightly that it should bring darkness to those of others ...

You are a holy princess,
But your righteousness is only your pass to a personal justice ...
Not a gavel to be used in condemning others ...
Beauty ...

Your spirit is tender ...
And you deserve to be treated with love and delicacy ...
But not any more than everyone else ...

They too - are tender of spirit...

So, beauty ... find care ... and find affection ...
You deserve these things ... you need them ...
But pass the torch along...