Just Look Again

Just Look Again

When you look at yourself what do you see? I can tell you what I see. I see a flower. You're starting off as just a small dainty seed. After being planted in the dark where no one can see you and you see no one you start to grow. Out of the ground comes a small stem. Each day goes by and still no one notices you. Until one day, one day someone will stop and stare at the beauty that you behold. Now I want you to go back and look at yourself again. Do you still see nothing you like? How about another look, a double take so to say. You now remind me of a butterfly. But not just any butterfly. One with a broken wing. You look at yourself like your hurt and broke, like there is nothing left for you, like you will never fly again. But when I look at you I see beauty. Beauty upon which you can't see. Strength, also strength. Just because you have a broken wing doesn't mean you're not strong. Now go look for the third time. Do you see the strength, the growth and the beauty that I see?