vessels

Vessels The woman before you a broken vessel seeking repair I bow I break my life is crystal clear Looking for the remedy I search galore Search for beauty and peace restored Angst arises like the steam from the ground What happened to this queen Where is her crown? Wrapped up in worry Clothed in concern Never to utter those simple words I am beautiful this is me What you see before you Is truly me I am strong I am wise Look me always in the eyes Eyes that have strength Tell tales of past hurt shame and regret Windows to the soul of a woman scorned Take a look again and you will see Your mother aunt sister niece grandmother all the women in your life wrapped up in me.