My Soul Speaks......

Though my eyes may speak depression
My soul speaks to the blessed
A reflection of my inner being
Can be found beneath this flesh you see here
if you look through my exterior
This shell of a woman so inferior
You shall see me
Behind these walls I have built
Behind the pretension and my guilt
Lies a woman with great intuition
And a heart which seeks redemption
A soul searching for wisdom
Blinded by my own convictions
I seek truth and stability
A world with humility and kindness
Through my blindness I ask to see
That which is transparent
That which can not be found by the deaf
but by the coherent
They who have an ear to listen
Are they who can hear it
I wish to see Him in the flesh
The God in which I put my trust
I pray for knowledge that can not be found on earth
Do you see me now world?
Can you hear the sounds of my soul
As it speaks my true being
It hurts for I am not whole
Though I know this is only the beginning
I must look further to see where I am standing
Go higher to find my understanding
I understand that now
Though I am still puzzled as to the How
I will keep going until this riddle is solved
Until I have evolved into all that I am meant to be
Until I am free
And my soul lay content in the midst of peace and clarity.