From Chrysais To Face

There was a photo hanging in my mind;
Her head held high and looking
Down, alomst a sketch.

Then it changed from left brain to right;
Image, still in my sight looking down
and less of a sketch.

Now I know, what I saw was a chrysalis in my
mind, because I now see the face, no longer a sketh.
Its beauty beyond her words.

It was a revelation given,
God very rarely gets it right,
When ones mind matches the face.

The full package, set for life.
The world will open to her,
If all she does is ask and fight.

The world, often, does not faver
Thos who are brite and fair.
It makes them see. What they could be.

Transending time and space,
all this happened to me. Her
Mind was put in place, for my eyes to see.