Beauty in Everything. Beauty in Life.
How do I begin to describe what you mean to me and all of its glory and light? You might not be near me and that is okay, I feel the radiating light of your presence shinning my way.
Not the typical kind of beauty, the one that boasts of flawlessness and might.
But the kind that the moonlight caress at sight. You know the twinkle of the eyes upon first sight, the whimper of the lip as it releases a sigh.
No, she is much much more beautiful than radiating light. Her presence alone can make anyone take a hike.
It is her beauty, the beauty of pain, the beauty of the light shinning down on her cheek as a crystal water rolls down to her feet.
Feet that are tired of the taking another step towards a hard and dark day. Alone, Alone, that’s how she feels with murmurs around her and muffled ears.
Somber sigh’s day after day especially when someone tries to hear what it says.
Holding tight for dear life as life withers away.
Holding tight for a speckle of hope, holding tight for someone to hold.
Life is precious
life is precious in the dust or in the gold.
So don’t take for granted the things life holds because one day like dust everything will go.
So go out of your way to see the light in all the people that pass you by, maybe then you will see the light that boasts in everyones eyes.
Maybe then there will be one less water crystal rolling down a cheek to someones feet.