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The Beauty of Maturity!




The beauty of maturity,
This kind of beauty goes deep into the recesses of one’s own soul.
It is faceless, and lacks the artificial touch of the make-up artist.
It is skin deep, soul searching and highly spiritual.
Well, this kind of beauty isn’t meant for the weak and hard of hearing,
Rather, it comes out of the one who is strong and long suffering.
Perhaps, this is a well known truth, that for all we go through in life,
We acquire a sense of longing and identity,
Which when analyzed, brings about a deep sense of fulfillment,
That can never be put to microscopic or intellectual scrutiny.
Nevertheless, we know we are beautiful in God’s own eyes;
When we do the things we ought to do, when we ought to do them, and how we ought to do them.
For me, that’s what I call beauty at her best;
An intensity so deep, that her predecessor-innocence, can never beat or match!
Written by Ewoma 

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