first glimpse of true beauty in the desert of flashy cars, constant sunshine, and spiritual poverty [i.e. malibu]

the most beautiful woman i have seen in ages was crossing the street today. well i guess she was before i saw her. i saw her on the sidewalk, when leaving the post office. she was about to walk in. she had short, but flowing hair. wavy. brown, i think. i don't remember the color. what i remember was how stately she looked. like a lioness, on the prowl. she was medium build, but she carried herself with a known integrity. she had the look of a queen on a throne. of a woman who knows who she is, whose she is, and what she is. what she's about, what she likes. what her dreams are, but where her feet reside...on the ground. she probably grounds her man, keeps him on the level. but supportive. she looked very supportive.
she did not look particularly in shape, but not obsessive about physical activity, or her appearance, by any means. she looked average in fashion, but not homely. not plain, but--ordinary.

she did not smile when i smiled at her, but she acknolwedged my smile. she was no doubt busy, or that's the way it seemed anyway. she looked 'on a mission,' and yet, relaxed. peaceful, and calm, yet driven. focused. passionate.

it is not even 'her' that was beautiful to me. what happened, methinks, is that God opened my eyes, for a split second, because i didn't see her. my head moved and swiveled, compelling me to look in her direction, and there she was. and in that instant, all these thoughts flashed before my eyes, in a split second. i have only just now been able to unpack them.
why i saw her i'll never completely understand, quite possibly.
but, i understand the main purpose--God wanted to unveil my eyes, to begin to look at the true beauty in life--the way things REALLY are, not the way our world has conditioned us to see them.

for you see, i'd have normally never noticed her, as i am all too easily driven to look at things flashy, or worldly, or tan and trim and cover-model magazine-esque.

for you see, this woman, was in her mid-30's, wearing a dull gray shirt, khaki-capris, and walking smoothly and seemingly unaffected by the abnormal weight distribution in her belly.

for you see, this woman is preganant, and quite obviously so.