To Only Find Beauty

How precious each moment is when I can feel each breath, without care and imagine each footprint I left, before it fades to have known beauty, before it vanished when thoughts became vaporous and memories became fragmented clouded by desire or need to have found innocence in my heart when I understood how delicate and fragile life is as I allowed my soul to rest and travel beyond visions and dream to realize I'm part of the design as I watch the sea rise and fall in my mind giving a sense of time as I ponder things to pluck a flower, to inhale its fragrant scent to see the Earth with an artist's sense holding each moment when butterflies lay in the air with fragile wings floating over a meadow of blooming flowers where I dream of wondrous things, as they appear to know even if briefly I was here and found only beauty that was hidden inside the sanctuary of my mind