It is often said
that I have ascended
beyond the lands of men
beyond anything that can be touched
I do not say this
I don't have to
it is in my eyes
the words I breathe
my very gestures and expressions
I have strength
too much to count
strength of heart
will and determination
justice, honor, dignity
confidence
I am beautiful
successful
warm and welcoming
even to the most grievous of sinners
for we are all the same in my eyes
yet we are not
I will shelter the weak
succor the weary
defend those who cannot defend themselves
My eyes
they burn with an intelligence
yet sparkle with mirth
a knowing mind that understands
the follies of man
frailties of spirit
which lead down dark paths
I have been that being
lost and forsaken
terrified of anything
which was not suffering like me
it is hard to leave behind
for that fear is an addiction
but I am strong
no mere mortal
casting this shadow upon the ground
regal with grace and patience
dignified in quiet understanding
that does not assume
and will never demand
I do not have to.