On self acceptance

I’ve been thinking a lot lately
Why did you create , mould and shape me
As you did
Why I never fit in
As a kid
Why these talents
Why these flaws
Why this fear of perception
Why I get stuck on pause.
And often I question
What calls me to inhibit
Or rather inhibits me
Prevents me from expressing
What you meant as quality.
And it seems now disrespectful
That I spent those years resentful
That I couldn’t just be the same
Wallowed in self pity and shame.
And all the while
You waited
And around me
You painted
Every item
Every story
Every situation pointing to your glory
And I saw
I was in awe
Of your artful creativity
And never once thought
It would be better left to me
When I dwell on humaness
There is a thought I can’t dismiss
Gracefully you look on this
And mercifully use my brokenness.
Some parts of me Id wished to hide
You did not prune , discipline or chide
But helped me come to abide
Myself - the work of your hands.

Helen Swierszcz
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