the rediscovery

she had a beautiful part,

a part she always had around.

one she respected and appreciated;

until she got curious,

really curious.

she realized the true mystery of the part.

it's juices.

how unpredictable this part was.

she never knew how it would react,

or if it would react.

she paid attention,

to realize the mystery was so much of the beauty.

how could this be?

she was so used to the beauty in what you see,

with gratitude she learned,

the beauty is in how you be.

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