A Poem by Morgan Harper Nichols

I received yesterday for my birthday a beautiful book of poems and prose by Morgan Harper Nichols, from a dear friend that I admire very much.

We have been chanting in class a mantra that could be a response to the eternal question "Who am I?", and when I read this poem today I decided to read it next week.

Here it is:

Maybe someday

I'll point my face

right into the mirror

and actually feel

layer by layer,

that I, too,

am beautiful.

Maybe

that day

can be today.

Maybe I can stop

looking for symmetry

and learn to

embrace the blemishes;

to accept me

for me,

without the pretense

of who I thought

I had to be.

From "All Along You Were Blooming, Thoughts for Boundless Living" Zondervan, 2020

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