Proverbs 11:22
I look outside to see the glory of our Father,
Oh so Heavenly.
I look beyond and beneath
without much glee,
like a ring of gold in a swine's snout,
the ugly behind the beauty stands out.
In a mirror, I do see
an image of—well—me.
If I look deep, what will it be?
Will it be pretty?
Will it be ugly?
Is there goodwill to my fellow man
given lovingly?
Or nothing
but the bad, the evil sins,
and the downright ugly
with all the cruelty?
If it must be the latter,
oh Heavenly Father,
guide my feet
so battered to a place
where they will do much better.
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