To the strangers,
Who saw me in the street
And gifted a smile.
To the teachers,
For seeing potential and strength,
For shaping body and mind into who I am today.
To the healers,
Who saw what was healthy and whole,
When all I saw was brokenness and hurt.
To the people who looked into my eyes and saw me,
As I voiced truths and dreams
I couldn’t admit
even to myself.
To my family,
For seeing me as I am,
Not how you want me to be,
To the friends who chose me, as I chose them.
For seeing me,
in light, and in shadow,
in weakness and in strength.
To my partner, my lover, my other half,
For seeing me and helping me see myself clearer.
To see and to be seen by you,
there can be no greater gift.
To that mysterious force that permeates my life and being,
for seeing me when there is no one else to see me,
and no light to see me by.
To those who see the good and real and true in this world,
whose hearts see clearer than eyes ever could.
For the sake of all those who need to be seen.
I see you.