All the Beautiful Things
All the beautiful things
a stray flower
a bird taking wing
Just like dreams
come without warning
help our spirits sing
A new song
open and clear
Removed from
those hidden fears
All the wonders we often forget
The rising of the sun
to its sinking in the west
Each moment
we get to see
The awakening of hearts
like buds in early spring
Each flower
a gift to share
Like hands that touch
or glances stolen sweetly,
when we dare
Look around
Look above
Open up our eyes
to what’s in store
In all the beautiful things…
03/26/25
clc
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