Beauty... Poem by Trevor Schulte

In life, all people seem to strive
to be beautiful in someone else's eyes.
They put all they have
into being something of beauty.
Trying to beautify petty aspects
in an attempt to be something they have only dreamed.
Their countless attempts
never seem to be enough for their confidence,
yet, it beats them farther into their self-made pity.
All thats wanted by us, is to be beautiful to everyone else
but why can't I even be that to myself.
Oh how we beg the Lord, to change the us
into a mere optical illusion;
figuring that this is the one and only solution.
I look at the mirror with such hate on what I am
because it just doesn't seem to be enough.
I look around as others stare in their own mirror,
not with curiosity, but with mere shame.
With all my hope gone, I figure 'What the heck?
Why don't I just look again, and stare at me, the wreck?
But wait, Why don't I just listen to God's voice, that in me confides,
that maybe my true beauty, lies inside? '
This Hope sees the inner us and builds from that
instructing us to look deeper than the skin
and to really grasp what lies within.
This distant voice from above, sees beauty in our love.
The fairness He sees is in all that is done
not for ourselves, but for our friends.
The things we give to those who need, the smiles
that transform the darkest of days into the brightness of praise.
So much excellence that is unseen by our own eyes,
but shines brighter then we can fathom in the hearts of those
that walk with familiar shame.
Why do we choose to see
something of which we disagree
and set aside our true beauty.
An attractiveness that breaks the bounds of our sight
and lets the love flow in and out, destroying our doubt
and bringing promise in the midst of this drought.
Cause everyone is beautiful
in a very distinct style;
showing that, even the greatest sight of beauty
can be brought with a simple smile.