In Search of Beauty
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Too many times I have believed to have perceived
That which was not there.
I have come to realize that beauty can't be seen in desire
But only in matters that seek the soul.
Beauty is in the living of Love, for and of yourself.
It is in the prancing of a candles glow when shadows disappear
In the softness of a snowfall that tops a steep divide
From the coolness of a summer breeze made wet by rising tides
In the magic dance of autumn leaves across a country lane
For believing that hope and dreams arise with the birth of each new day.
Beauty is inhaled from the fragrance of our own humanity
It is to taste the music of another heart
To dare and laugh at our own folly
And to shamelessly cry for wrongs to right.
Beauty is found in the enchantment and inspiration
For that which is yet to be revealed
And to seek that revelation.
It is never seen
Unless it is beheld.
Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2016
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