#16: Can we be this Beautiful?

on being deliriously, self-convincingly, contagiously optimistic

Dearest,

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A couple of days ago, I stumbled upon a piece that I wrote 4 years back (titled ‘Things to look to for Hope’), a piece of writing that reminded me so strongly of how important it is to be an optimist, to keep staying hopeful, to keep continually anticipating the best possible outcome, to have such unflinching faith in the universe, that whatever it gives you, you know is just what is needed for you.

Have such high expectations from the universe for what it has in store for you this lifetime, have standards skyscraping-ly high, be so deliriously, self-convincingly, contagiously optimistic throughout your journey, that the universe has no other option than to live up to your standards or better, surpass it.

I think to be an optimist, to be a compulsive beauty finder, is to believe so thoroughly that you are deserving, that you are a beautiful being from within and out.

I also believe that to be able to recognise and appreciate the beauty of the world around us, we need to be able to recognise, cherish and nurture the beauty within us. I mean, one can only give from a vessel that’s full right? Plus its like the saying goes “Your outer world is a reflection of your inner world.”

With that thought in mind I wanted to write a poem to you all to reveal to you how beautiful you can be :)

Can we be this beautiful? 

Inhale. 
Exhale. 

let the air that parts your body no longer be the same again.

let it reach the skies
become a part of every star
condense into clouds somewhere mid-air
and drizzle down with the gentleness of early morning dewdrops 

let it touch the trees
waft past the branches 
and caress their leaves
like the palms of a lover embracing their beloved 

let it linger around  
nestle between lines of memoirs and diaries
becoming a part of stories, of people and places 
like a letter lovingly tucked between worn-out pages

let it be inhaled by someone else
gaze upon the fragile mosaics of their mind
where vulnerability waltzes in a corner 
as quiet as midnight snowfall 

let the most beautiful parts of your mind reach theirs 
place marigolds in their every nook 
birthing light, love and hope 
let it become the new fragrance of their soul 

now inhale
and exhale. 

let the air that parts your body no longer be the same again.

If just your breath can be this beautiful, dare I wonder how beautiful you, as a whole, must be.

I hope you keep homing beauty within your hearts. Stay tender my lovlies, I’ll write to you again next week.

With warmth and wonder,

Vaishnavi

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I’m Vaishnavi Radhakrishnan, a management trainee in a business that I love, a poet, a writer and a 23 year old figuring out her space in this world. I love admiring bougainvilleas, being by the ocean, and buying jibbitz for my purple crocs.