I watch as you move in an elegant way…,
unplanned, spontaneous…,
uncontrived movements
of you.
Unconsciously you move, hands just so
arms just so,
and your legs held…, just so, elegant.
Putting on makeup, unconcerned with the way you look,
but the way you are perceived, the way you relate to the world.
The footing for the foundation of you…,
who you are, and who you wish
to become in this moment in time.
Unconvinced of the gift of you, the treasure
of you…, the worth of you.
Taught, tortured from youth…,
the child inside of you disbelieving…,
basic value that I see shiny in your eyes.
The basics of your life, uncomplicated, easy in your skin,
mind and body; held just so…,
elegant in the beauty of you…,
Elegant in the you of you.
21 December 2010
Traci James (The You)