I see a man in a white suit standing before me.
He is radiant from head to toe.
I see a man so confident and sure of who he is and what he wants to be.
He is reaching out to me.
His smile beckons me.
His eyes seem to be looking into my soul.
The vision begins to fade and I see him as he sees me.
If only he could see what I see then he would know his worth.
If only he could see that he is a butterfly just waiting to be set free.
He would know the man in the white suit that stands before me; the man I see who beckons to me.