The Pain of Too Much Beauty
From this place in time
I can see - only color
and reflections of color
and feel the cameleon nature
of change.
Winter will replace this paradise
scene soon, with whiteness,
grey water, bleached skies,
a monotone to sober thoughts
quell the jubilation and contain.
Life is its own lesson,
and wisdom comes without distraction.
Until all the beauty and the madness
overcomes us once again and we delight in it
completely,
having known pain.
Suzanne Delaney
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2013
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