I Saw God in a Trans Man.

Among the trees,

the caressing breeze,

the heartbeats of two,

excitement of something new,

It was there I saw God.

I saw God in his eyes,

or was it theirs?

The eyes of hope,

longing to be loved.

That smile

was a pot reforged.

With lines of gold,

that highlighted the brokenness.

I would have admired and kissed

those beautiful lines as much as I could,

For the most loving thing

had made the brokenness

even more beautiful before.

I saw love.

I saw God.

And I wanted to love all of it,

as long as I could.

No matter what that person could be,

cis, trans, non-binary,

they are beautiful as they are

right now

and forevermore

Thank God.