~THE COLOURS OF MY SPIRIT~

Today I woke eagerly; as eagerly as could be
My inner child was excited and bursting to break free!
I instantly jumped out of bed enthusiastic and alert
The time had almost come when I would wear my brand new skirt!
It was bright, colourful fabric overflowing with happiness
The magic of its colours I will now endeavour to express
The flow of its fabric I knew had the potential to make me look fat
But one’s outer appearance is not where happiness or acceptance is at!
Once I used to care so much…and would immediately wear a frown
If a piece of my clothing didn’t add the illusion that I was slimming down!
Now I’ve come to realise that my self image is undeniably
The very mirror image that others hold of me!!!
So now, just like a child I accept me as I am
I know my outer body is merely an illusionary sham!
The colours of my spirit are what people actually see
When I accept that my body houses the perfection of me!
The colours in my skirt aligned me with the colours of my spirit
Oh what a precious gift to me this skirt did truly merit

~ Kerrie ~