Essence

From within,
there dwells her essence.
Its always been there.
Bright and luminescent,
and yet still,
covered over with a shade.
That of which,
is shame.
The knowledge is,
that the real truth,
of self,
is lifting the shade.
That of which,
is shame.
This placement does not belong.
To cover such purity,
and beauty.
Hidden with,
a parallel,
of the past to the present.
Be gone shade!
Revel in the beauty of today,
and of that which,
has always been there.
Dwelling deep within.
That of her essence.
Bright and luminescent.
Life begins,
not with the past,
but with each new day!

Linda Booth