The Beauty I Can't See


Darkness spreads,

In my thoughts, in my head,

And I can’t see,

The beauty that should be,

In a bright summers day,

And in the smiles of the kids that play.

Or in the bright spotted meadow

As the sun rises, brightening the shadow,

Of the lush valley below.

Or in the ocean’s waves,

As they smash against the rocks,

While a lighthouse stand firm against its knocks,

Or as the smooth waves flow onto the shore,

Blanketing the golden sand with a warm salty hand,

As the palm tree sways to the beat of the breeze.

All this fades,

As darkness invades. 


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