The beauty of things
settling the noise inside
re-ordering and re-shaping
that which has gone askew
The deep blue
the ivory of love
earthen and from the beyond
cradled by the soft grains of sand
Somewhere out there
there is comfort
there is an order
that has meaning
And nature
and the world
offers freely
beauty and grace
miraculous growth
despite the harsh conditions
pushing upward
the order of things
Just because it's beautiful
that's why I select
the aesthetics of things
lessens my pain
The meaning of your beautiful poem resonates deeply within me, dear friend. Thinking of you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Emalina. I am touched by your comment and can feel the resonance. Thinking of you too.
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