Poet and orator Dr. Maya Angelou died May 28, 2014 in her home in Winston Salem North Carolina. She will forever be remembered for her wisdom and inspiring spirit that led others to be someone else’s rainbow in the clouds.
I’m a woman, phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That’s me.” –Maya Angelou
Beautiful is my favorite word in the English language
It towers bold and triumphant
Not needing clarification
Welling up from within
Reaching from the depth of a soul
Pouring fluidly from cracks and pores
Becoming transparent in actions
Making it a description, one’s character trait
Other people help us see what we are and what we can become. When I look in the mirror, I see a full appearance of my face. My face is flawed. It consists of countless blemishes and scars. No cleanser ever washes away them all. No matter how much I scrub or what brand I buy. It’s what I see. I am always flawed.
“Beauty is only skin deep” is something people always say. What does this really mean? As a toddler, when our parents hold up a mirror do we deam ourselves as beautiful? Are we taught to go beyond the surface?
“I see pride, I see power, I see a bad mutha who dnt take no crap from nobody!” (Cool Runnings) A reinvention of an imagine based on a friend.
If I was left to only see what I saw in the mirror and wasn’t fortunate to have those special people that look beyond my surface and realize my potential I could never see the beauty of me. I’d be left dwelling on what I see as a curse- ACNE.
Where does our beauty come from? It comes from within, and it sometimes takes people who experience your inner beauty to help you see it. Take it from me.