The Observer

I observe pretty things,
outside of me,
and I want to share them with you.

At times when the seasons are shifting,
I feel not so pretty things,
Inside of me,
and I don’t want to share that with you;

But amid the madness and civil wars inside of me,
I flail and scream out to you;
Sharing with you,
My deepest ugliness.

But sharing,
Regardless of beautiful or ugly,
is an incredible phenomenon that we get to experience here,
and your acceptance of my sharing,
Whether it be pretty or ugly,
is a very beautiful thing.

Thank you.