I wrote this poem today while thinking about a friend who has low self-esteem. He admitted it to me recently, and it made me sad as he has so many great talents to share with the world. I realize I cannot change his attitude but perhaps he, and anyone who struggles with this issue, can find hope in this poem.
While I have moments during my day that I may feel down, I do think my self-esteem is healthy overall. Are you stepping on a positive path, as well?
When You Become Full-Frame
You, the man who does not see his own light,
Do light up my ridges into a solidified grace that
I have not known for so long.
You, you have so much heart that I wonder at
How it does not jut out of your chest,
You have soft skin that lays dormant under the
Doubtful gaze you hold of yourself.
I long for the day that you awake,
Mid-day, full-love, the moment when
You realize your own potential.
You are full-frame in all eyes except your own.
Glue those missing pieces and
I am here to help you shop the aisles of
Won’t you open the door so that
We can find the items you need,
©2013 Christy Birmingham
This is christyb; I wish you a day that fulfills your cravings.