Your beauty within wasn’t at all what I expected
The winds blow so freshly cool as the season change once more
The air smells as though the world is anew but within is thunder and rain
Thunder and rain I named the tulips in my room
Darkness a stepping stone into the unknown
Certainty lies in the wind
Hope lies on the floor
The wind blows and hope flies
The motions of life takes on
Beauty within beauty without
Mar 17, 2021
Mar 17, 2021 at 12:50 AM UTC
Your beauty within wasn’t at all what I expected
The winds blow so freshly cool as the season change once more
The air smells as though the world is anew but within is thunder and rain
Thunder and rain I named the tulips in my room
Darkness a stepping stone into the unknown
Certainty lies in the wind
Hope lies on the floor
The wind blows and hope flies
The motions of life takes on
Beauty within beauty without
