Showing Signs of Weakness

I am an easy to approach person;
My figure is not immediately repulsive.
I tend to attract a sense of eminence when you are around me.
I have an impressive charm.
Majestic, like the beauty of the Earth.
All that you discover…
Will hold more grace; Than you could ever measure.
Not by minutes,
Not by hours,
Not by days; or years
The Immeasurable magnitude of my richness; that could be apparently Infinite,
Is only limited because;well…
Its this representation of myself.

Something in the way that I sustain my life…
Will tend to convey others into antagonizing, my resolutions.
I, myself, am not sure, if what they thought I did or was doing, has any justification..
But, what I am sure of…
Is that any soul who has suffered; already recognizes that there is a need to endure;
whatever pain or struggle,that is.
Just like any soul that has suffered, also knows;
that all souls, are susceptible to a constant and never changing sentence of fate, leading to our death…
What we survive, represents how we have fortified ourselves to what seems adequate;
But only in our own perception.