You are beautiful the way that life is beautiful,<br></br>made of a thousand pieces not quite fit<br></br>to one another’s edges,<br></br>and in the places where they meet<br></br>there is a kind of kintsugi within the way<br></br>they have been joined, as though they were<br></br>less brittle for having broken,<br></br>as though the little imperfections were accents on a theme,<br></br>as though you were a synchronicity<br></br>that took the senselessness of being<br></br>and put it into glowing context.<br></br><br></br>You are beautiful the way the world is beautiful,<br></br>the way that snow falls on uneven stones<br></br>and branches reach up to the sun,<br></br>the way you twist and turn in adaptation<br></br>to where the light pulls on your leaves.<br></br>You are beautiful the way a waterfall goes home,<br></br>the way a fire burns bright until it ends,<br></br>you are beautiful the way the ocean stands<br></br>and ripples in the passing wind.<br></br><br></br>You are beautiful the way that I am beautiful,<br></br>always and without a choice,<br></br>you are beautiful the way that love is pain,<br></br>the way belonging aches in places<br></br>you did not know you had,<br></br>the way that unseen things compel<br></br>our eyes to see the beauty in everything.<br></br>You are beautiful the way a secret is beautiful<br></br>when it is told, the way time is beautiful<br></br>when it is passed with a song.<br></br>You are beautiful, you are beautiful,<br></br>the way that nothing else can ever be.<br></br>
