The world needs you
Needs your tears more than
your plastered on smile
Your authenticity over
fearful faked perfection
Your child-like innocent laughter
more than your sophisticated masks
Because your cries give me
permission to cry
Your red flame of anger allows me
to burn off my Rage
Your moans of hopelessness bring
up my own desperation and
In being vulnerable naked and
beautifully imperfect
I find my Glory
I find my Joy as I make
space for your pain and mine
Together we Heal and transcend our Wounds
Together we sit in a Circle of Forgiveness
Right in the here and now
The World needs us as we are
Not as we imagine we should be.