the gift inside of me is more valuable, more precious than golden nugget chunks found beneath Earth’s rocky skin.

it is much more beautiful than glittering diamond fractals, reflecting beams of light within their clear prisms and angular matrices.

to try and try to be real, to be me, and to be good, without conceit or falsehood to dampen my soul’s pale glow: that is my gift and redemption.

for my several faces to be one, unified and whole, so that I am the same entity here and at school, at work and at home,

at sea and on land, and in the sky so wide and cornflower blue. it is God who gave me Sincerity, and his benevolence, unmatched, is not without appreciation.