Your Soul is never not beautiful
Except in the carcass thoughts of a fractured mind
That cant bear to be seen
From the outside, or from within.
For what it is. 

Your soul is never not beautiful
For she dances in puddles in red welly boots
And glows in the enveloping smoke of a steam train
And rests. In timeless assurance. 
Beauty of the soul. 

Your Soul is never not beautiful. 
For she will one day be the source
Of all wonder and curiosity
Imagination
Harmony of love dwelling. 

Beyond insanity calling itself sane
Beyond weakness calling itself strong
Beyond things calling themselves important
Beyond words busying themselves with understanding

Dwells the Soul in her beauty. 
Arise and awake my sister and brother. 
Slow into the fragrant steps of your beautiful soul. 
Always was. Always is. 
Her face so unrecognisably pure. 
Her presence so full and true. 
Angel light loving you. 

She was never not beautiful. 
She was never not you. 
She is your home
Rooms of colour
Heat of complexity
Melding walls into one. 
Soul Harmony 
Openness. 
She was never not beautiful
Just takes a portal
To recognise her
True Power. 
Always you.