Beautiful Eternal Soul

Loser, winner,

Why identify?

We can still be happy,

Since neither is who we are.

Lose or win,

Is only what we do,

Sometimes up, sometimes down,

No reason to be proud or blue.

 

Who you are will always be,

A truth set,

In the fabric of Infinity…

Much stronger than earth’s stones and bones,

Soulful child of Eternal Mother,

Blessed accompaniment,

For God’s graceful symphony,

Love’s chosen one.

 

Life’s only joy,

When you are happy,

Cherubim spread wings,

And angels sing!

 

-Gilda Patricia

Buried Heart Treasure

Once horrified by my human imperfections,

Not feeling up to standard,

Up to par,

Or truly deserving of love,

And acceptance.

 

Yet, I’ve learned the most,

About my value,

From these very limitations.

 

I just kept digging deeper,

And deeper still,

Searching for my worth,

 

Until I stumbled upon,

A most beautiful,

And priceless treasure,

One soft and utterly defenseless,

Beating heart.