Beauty Found

Loneliness.

The worst of experiences, but a universal one.

It’s an aching need.

And no one likes need. 

Because needs place an obligation on provision.

And no one wants to be an obligation.

Everyone just wants to be known.

It’s deceiving, for one would think that others would be the answer.

But not always.

For in a crowd of a thousand, one can experience the deepest bouts.

Outside, the noise is deafening.

Inside, it’s the silence that deafens. 

Fear lingers as the bouts deepen.

For the greater the loneliness, the greater the risk.

It’s vulnerability at its prime

And the stakes are high.

Requests are made with quivering lips.

Needs are held with trembling hands.

What happens if I am not known?

What happens if I do not contain Beauty?

When the cost outweighs the risk, isolation shows its face.

And it’s the only face to be seen.

It’s amazing how many prayers are released in these states.

How often my eyes are fixed upward…asking… pleading.

Doubts begins to creep, and I question.

I pray harder, pace quicker, stare longer.

Silence.

Maybe if I do, then I can be.

Maybe if I’m you, then I can’t be me.

And what if I can’t be me…..

There is hope in being truly seen.

There is hope in vulnerability.

There is hope when two come together for the sole purpose of knowing the other - choosing to see the other.

And a part of seeing is perceiving.

And perception involves interpretation.

And isn’t Beauty found in the eyes of the Beholder.

And how I long to behold Beauty.

For isn’t that what we were created for.

To behold and be beheld.

To see and be seen.

Those that choose to see beauty, are the ones that truly see.

And it’s in those moments when I am found.

Found by Him.

Found through the eyes that are willing to see.

Found as I truly see.

Ugliness is Beauty starved.

And loneliness cannot exist when Beauty is fed.

Choose to see.