Brilliance personified
herself She wasn't the thing she saw herself as a dark, bad, selfish, manipulating shadow of whom she is That glint, the precious metal shining through the layers of hurt, of self doubt, of blame, catching the shimmering sunlight trying to be the person his faith told her she should be Hiding from judgement hiding the beauty from herself that I saw, from the beginning Its the eyes that can't hide it, full of pain, of loss, of hurt, yet bubbling up at a moment circles of colour, or uniqueness, lips lifting into a joyous laugh, skin catching that in a flush of otherworldly abandon, not otherworldly ethereal from another age, another life, past, future