To most, she is seen as sweet,

angelic and gracious.

To some, she is perceived as bitter,

mischievous, and a tad imperious.

Over there, her presence elicits

captivation and glee!

Here, she is an irksome mystery

from which all wish to quickly flee!

It all depends

on the spectator lens,

the time of day,

the way

the wind bends.

Not about her;

it is simply

a matter

of subjectivity.

She, sensitive in nature,

must re-call

the most challenging agreement

of them all:

Take no thing personally.

“It is not about me,”

she must come to see,

so as to not suffer needlessly,

drowning in an abyss of sheer misery.

To live peacefully,

to walk confidently,

to do righteously,

she must be steeped

only

in He.