"The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful, also, is the the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people."
Langston Hughes
There are times when we are very hard on our lovely selves. The words we speak inside are reckless slurs ... words we would never speak to any other. Acid burns in our bellies from our out of control negativity and fear blackens our hearts. We then hide our selves, hoping no one will ever catch a glimpse of what is hidden within. We turn our face from the Divine as our shame becomes unbearable.
After a while, we slowly realize Divine Spirit dwells within each of us and a small flame is shining in our heart. We finally begin to see the good within and cleanse the past, while the light grows stronger.
Eventually we no longer fear the dark as we can carry our light into areas that scare us. Feeling the presence of Divine Spirit we are eager to restore and renovate that which was with that which is. Once broken, the goodness of the world can enter and enhance our appreciation for ourselves and others.
As our light shines brightly, we attract kindred spirits who value our essence and support us, just as we can uplift them. Through these exchanges, the world becomes a more loving place to exist.
A cadence is created by the rhythm of our kind words. We find our selves dancing to music no one else can hear as their hearts and minds and spirits are filled with a song of their own. There is beauty reflected in all of the faces and laughter fills the air.
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