You are, with your tangles and
Unfinished ends, with your
Scars from cuts untreated,
Okay.
Bring them to us,
Your mistakes, and your shame,
Let us raise them to the sun
For He illuminates the beauty of all things.
We will then cradle them under the
Full glowing moon,
For She will render visible the meaning for the
Pains and stains in your past.
Hear this and learn this
Early in your life, my child,
There is no value in postponing the
Loving of yourself.