By Monica C. Voskamp
She seeks after more
More beauty, more attention, more fame
Anything for people to look her way.
She strives chasing the wind
For something that can never
Be bought, gained or achieved.
She seeks after more
More than possible for her to give
More than possible for her to attain.
What is this foolishness
Girl yet not woman
Striving for more?
What is this atrocity
Woman of a wife
Trying to earn love?
Women of this planet
Beautiful souls tormented
All yearning for love.
dear feminine souls, listen close
Stop all the mindless chatter
Listen to truth untold.
Precious one of a kind you,
You matter.
Not for what you do,
Not for what you become,
Not for what you lack.
You simply matter
Because you are loved
The woman of you.
You are loved with
Such wild authenticity
Beyond what you can imagine
Beyond what you can believe.
This gentle power of love
Has already walked the chambers
Of your anguished soul.
Has already felt the depth
Of your pain.
Love already understands
All you wish to be
But all you are not.
Love doesn’t demand
Doesn’t ask one iota of you.
Rather she gives, embraces
The entirety of you.
Women of this world,
Please listen close
You need to hear.
You are loved,
There is nothing more
Nothing more to the equation.
You are loved beyond
Every shadow of any doubt.
Embrace this truth.
Come enter warmth,
Release your weary body
Into the sphere of free,
No price tags, no demands
Only peaceful belonging.
Wild uncontainable beauty,
Fire that ignites your soul,
This is what you’re longing for,
Infinite love.
Where you belong
Where you are called
Is beyond human knowledge
Is beyond the fathomable.
Dear feminine beauties, you,
Relentless, unconditional love
Inks every letter of your name.
Nothing for you to do,
Nothing to stand and protest
Nothing changes the verdict.
Infinite love writes only truth:
You. Are. Loved.
Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤
*Photo Credit: Photo by Petr Ovralov on Unsplash
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