Labels
are only skin deep.
They cannot define your contents,
nor capture your flavour,
nor dictate your use.
Your cells
will shine best
when used for their stated
purpose, shaking out
your true essence,
label-free.
Being covered
in raiment of another’s choosing
labelled you Lost.
Lost to sight,
lost to self,
you laboured to be
whatever you were called,
and laboured in vain.
Until
being covered
in raiment of Another’s choosing
labelled you Loved!
Loved by sight,
loved for self,
your labour to ‘be’
ceased;
you simply became.
Being covered
enhanced
and
complimented
and
intensified
inherent characteristics
and the you
inside
exploded with colour
and fragrance
and beauty…