"I Am Not My Body"
I Glare Stubbornly at My Naked Face, Proud and Heartbroken.
This is not who I am, I think, every time I see my reflection.
This Body is Dumb.  I do not see any sense in decorating it.
I prefer to wear rags and go ugly and walk with my head high.
My Treasure is in Heaven.  This Body is a poor Representation
Of Me.  I Don't Recognize Me in This Body.  I am A Soul Trapped.
This Body is not worth worrying about. Love me for me, or not at all.
And I try so hard, not to be ashamed of this insulting bodily form I am
limned to.  This, Too, Shall Pass, I Remind Myself, When I Get Frustrated.
Our Treasures are in Heaven!
In JEsus' Name,
Amen!/////