now that you see
her naked in her beauty
do you understand
the love at her command
she lends love to all
that surround her
she sets her beauty free
on those who confound her
adrift, she is wonder
to me

now that you see
the pain in her face
the place of each tear
that which each winner
ground into her, see
she still runs the race
her grace cannot be
replaced, her beauty
a map that records
each trace

she lends her love
without thought of
bond or debt, she lends
her love as if it abounds
though she knew
a season of regret
each moment shines on
in her and cannot be erased,
now that you see the scarred
beauty of her face