You are not a dress size,

or a number on a scale.

How dare you

reduce yourself to a

number;

quantify your very essence?

You are hips,

full,

breasts,

nurturing.

A womb,

lifegiving.

You are arms that create

a safe space for the ones

who look at you with love.

A heart that swells;

continously

making room for more,

to love.

You are vibrant life.

Courage unfettered.

A relentless hope,

singing in the dark.

You are spirit,

and flesh;

exquisitely crafted

from heaven’s breath.

Hear me now!

All that is you,

can never be contained

in a number.