True Beauty

True Beauty
lyric by Kay Bess
music by Toby Petrie
 1997

I aspire for acceptance in an artificial world
I search in stacks of magazines
And wish I was the cover girl
As if somehow my happiness lies in what I wear
In the perfect shade of shadow
In straight or waving hair

True Beauty
True Beauty
Waiting here inside of me
True Beauty
True Beauty
Waiting to be free

I’m the judge of my own body
My sentence is so cruel
I set myself against myself
A never ending duel
Every day another struggle
As the mirror stares at me
How do I look beyond the image
When will I see?

All that glitters
All that’s gold
Leaves me lifeless
Leaves me cold
Holy wisdom
Touch my eyes
One day I will realize

Prayer at Ecclesia

Prayer at Ecclesia

i can’t give myself

Not my heart, not my soul

Not to You

You are Love, Perfection, Goodness


i am a cynic

a liar

a fake

a traitor

the worst kind

all sweet and self-possessed

i am oil

You are water

And we will never mix

No matter how i am shaken

By the tremors in Your house