Wednesday Proverb; Somebody!

Everyone, has a story written on the heart, how love’s journey became the breadth. No one narrates the soliloquy, the Who, the What, the Where, the When, the Why; you get to be somebody. Don’t, let your heart buy into the notion, in order to become somebody; your tale has to be worthwhile. In a mirror, reflections reveal truth; identity is context, not the pretext. What someone believes, can deceive, if your heart receives, what they conceive. Money doesn’t proclaim, status in of itself doesn’t make, you into somebody. Those will enhance, what the heart’s posture makes known, your humanity. Knowing Who, and Why, more profound than accepting someone else’s perception. Like the rushing wind, no one has the power to alter, a predestined encounter. I don’t have to look in the dictionary, to know the definition of somebody. If you have eyes, have a brain, have breath in your lungs, if you have a heartbeat, have blood coursing through your veins, by definition; you have meaning, somebody. Love within like this, never has to prove anything, to be something, other than the best version of yourself. In being visible, Who is revealed, you. What, somebody. When, every day. Where, here and now. Appearances can’t define worth, ever divulge your quintessence, explain the proverbial Why; does somebody become, when intrinsically and inevitably you are, Somebody!

WCR