Beauty is the rhythm of the rain.
Beauty is the rhythm of the rain,
the turning of the earth,
the smiling of the sun,
Beauty is the movement of your breath,
the minute extra sleep,
the love in which I run.
Beauty is the laugh you can't contain,
A mothers love.
A father's grace.
Beauty is walking with God,
Carried by the angels,
washing clean my face.
Beauty is the working of my body,
and the way it moves
and the way it looks to my eyes.
Beauty is the skin in which I live
the flowing of my blood
my mind to God's skies.
Beauty is in letting it all go
Surrendering to light
and letting peace be in me.
Beauty is in listening to the wind,
the swaying of the trees
and letting my heart free.
Teach me today that I am made
of everything you meant me to be.
Teach me today that I am beautiful
and show me the ways in which to see it.
Teach me today that I am of you
born within you and lived still by you.
Teach me today that I am sacred
that I am blessed and made
from the substance of love.