Each morning I rise and look in the mirror
to brush my hair and teeth.
That’s it. No makeup
and no staring at my face for blemishes.
There’s no time to fault find and
beat myself up over imperfections of flesh.
Instead, I look beyond the flesh of the face
I find reflected back towards me.
Deeply into the eyes and try
to see the soul looking back at me.
That’s what is important to me.
I need to know that the soul I see
is supportive and loving to me.
If I do not receive this nurturing love
from myself, I cannot be ready
to receive the love of another.