She always tried to be beautiful for her Beloved
Tried to walk straighter, to wear pretty clothes, to hold her head high
She tried to be better, more faithful and good
She wanted to keep the company of roses, to be as lovely and pure
So she might be loved.
She didn’t know that the Beloved secretly loved her most
For her crooked smile, for her heavy shoulders, for her doubts and flowing tears
For all the flaws of her innocent soul
She didn’t know she was loved as a mother loves her child
As Majnun loved Leila, with eyes drunk on love
That see only perfection.
If she only knew how powerless was the flaw
To deter the Love of the One
How the love shining toward her would blind her
Could she see it
It would melt her into soft, shy smiles
And she would know she was an innocent child
Feeling the gaze of the Beloved on her always
As a warm radiance from within.