All women are beautiful, simply because our body is a sacred territory, we have to love it and not forget that the deepest truth of the soul is always found in the body. First you have to accept yourself as you are that others will do the same, be sure of yourself.
My body is a route by Maria Mar
My body is a route
Where grace cultivates its gardens.
It is the path that unfolds in me
When crossing the places that come out to meet me.
My body is a route
Wide and tiny
Which I go through every day
The unattainable mystery of life.
It is a bridge
On the other side of myself.
It is a scaffolding
By which cheerful rises
The goblin that in my psyche
Destroy and create complex universes.
It is a plow plowed in the memory
To sow truths that bloom
Like the rosebush in Grandma's house.
Signs that return me to the origin.
My body is a delicious walk.
In your pleasure, in your rich senses,
Joyful life opens its fan
Refreshing my soul, releasing my essence.
And if the pain crosses me,
If the shadow goes through
The twists and turns of my unconsciousness,
It is my body, wise, genuine and faithful,
The one that brings me back.
It is a round, curved, eternal spiral path,
It is the architecture that has been built
Shut my experience.
My body is a route to myself
And towards the destiny that touches my presence.