Be True

In the night, when there is no one to see the image I project, my soul speaks.

She calls to me; cries for me, "Be real. Be true. Be you."

Although my ear may hear, my heart must choose.

Courage, and nothing less, is required for me to respond. Yet, it will take nothing more than knowing I am loved for me to simply be who I am.

Flawed, imperfect, and beautifully loved.

Holding within my being the ability to not only receive goodness, kindness, mercy, forgiveness, and love, but to become the beloved.

Become the beloved who gives away those very same things to the world, who is also called the beloved.

Be real. Be true. Be you. The world joins with our souls and cries out for our authenticity.

Love one another.