In my mind I see beauty,
Priceless imaginations and fantasies,
Still so many pass by,
Never to have truly lived;
A Spalsh of water,
Dozens of droplets left
To hang in suspension,
Temporarily weightless;
A hillside ablaze, tragic
As it might be, as the tress
A hundred feet tall fall,
Yet life will renew one day;
Two bodies lie together,
One wrapped by the arms
Of another, in silence,
Motionless, in love;
Standing on the shore,
Waves thrashing about ankles,
The sunset so still,
Sleepy above the horizon;
Summer rains
Drench our clothes,
As thunder and lightning
Storm and rumble our hearts;
Laying in the grass,
Warm and dry and green,
Watching from above,
As clouds pass below;
Lengthy moments, with
Another, and you see
Behind those eyes,
The discorded truth;
The capricious life,
Led when one finds
Adventure - finally,
Air that gives breath;
Trees in a forest,
Shuddering in wind
Prepared to die,
To serve others always;
The dance of a flame,
Lit upon a candle,
As if it was such a stage,
Of respect and acclimation,
The embrace of friends,
Love, new and old,
Kinship undying,
Future unnerving;
An infant child,
Held in arms built of
Love and other fine things,
Spoken to in honest tongue;
An evening in the yard,
A ball tossed about,
Suns set each time,
Times long since past;
The will to live,
Truly a special gift,
That which not all ascertain,
Not granted to all alive;
The symphony made up,
From tiny noises does it emanate,
Strong, resolute, with finesse
Collectively, in cooperation;
From atop the highest peaks,
On mountain tops abroad,
The world sprawled out
In utterly perfect disarray;
Passion for Love and Living,
For oneself and for others,
For the tradition and routine,
For the surprise and serendipitous;
Crystal clear waters,
Amply temperate air,
Sunlight broken intermittently,
By green trees and foliage abound;
The propensity to change,
To mold, shape, to evolve,
In fear out of the light,
Found within everything.
May 28, 2013
May 28, 2013 at 2:08 AM UTC
In my mind I see beauty,
Priceless imaginations and fantasies,
Still so many pass by,
Never to have truly lived;
A Spalsh of water,
Dozens of droplets left
To hang in suspension,
Temporarily weightless;
A hillside ablaze, tragic
As it might be, as the tress
A hundred feet tall fall,
Yet life will renew one day;
Two bodies lie together,
One wrapped by the arms
Of another, in silence,
Motionless, in love;
Standing on the shore,
Waves thrashing about ankles,
The sunset so still,
Sleepy above the horizon;
Summer rains
Drench our clothes,
As thunder and lightning
Storm and rumble our hearts;
Laying in the grass,
Warm and dry and green,
Watching from above,
As clouds pass below;
Lengthy moments, with
Another, and you see
Behind those eyes,
The discorded truth;
The capricious life,
Led when one finds
Adventure - finally,
Air that gives breath;
Trees in a forest,
Shuddering in wind
Prepared to die,
To serve others always;
The dance of a flame,
Lit upon a candle,
As if it was such a stage,
Of respect and acclimation,
The embrace of friends,
Love, new and old,
Kinship undying,
Future unnerving;
An infant child,
Held in arms built of
Love and other fine things,
Spoken to in honest tongue;
An evening in the yard,
A ball tossed about,
Suns set each time,
Times long since past;
The will to live,
Truly a special gift,
That which not all ascertain,
Not granted to all alive;
The symphony made up,
From tiny noises does it emanate,
Strong, resolute, with finesse
Collectively, in cooperation;
From atop the highest peaks,
On mountain tops abroad,
The world sprawled out
In utterly perfect disarray;
Passion for Love and Living,
For oneself and for others,
For the tradition and routine,
For the surprise and serendipitous;
Crystal clear waters,
Amply temperate air,
Sunlight broken intermittently,
By green trees and foliage abound;
The propensity to change,
To mold, shape, to evolve,
In fear out of the light,
Found within everything.
From a late night after seeing a beautiful girl for the first time in 6 months, to asking my friends to tell me what beauty they had seen in their lives. It's been by far the most fun I have had with one of my poetic projects.
Definitely open to adding more, if you have any "beautiful" things from life to share, please do! I would love to hear about them!
To those who helped me by sharing, thank you, and enjoy! This one goes out to my beautiful friends!
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