I came to you fragile,
in your gentleness and wisdom
you led me through the maze
to find my power.

Holding up a mirror,
a frightening proposition,
I now can see what you saw,
not a sinner, but a beloved.

You taught me
that I don’t need to
earn my spot, my name,
a piece of paper of importance.

I am loved,
you see it in us all,
lift us up in our gifts,
give us wings to fly.

I now hold the
mirror for you,
be the one you were
named to be, we hold
one another in Light,
we bless each other’s flight.