take all of your clothes off!
stand in front of a long mirror.
there you are!

no costumes, no makeup, no lies.
just you.

greying, wrinkled, toes and fingers
bent;
shadows under your eyes,
bruised, and worn.

there you are!
in all the beauty
of years and scars.

breathing, aching, just being.
lifetimes and stories written
in human flesh, and hope.
beauty!

Eric Cockrell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/buddha-steps-7/