Beauty

Beauty is my children in my arms at rest
Beautiful is the time that we have left
it is an image created
from mind to canvas
Beauty is a bridge stretched beyond a great crevasse
it is a burden carriaged by love
it is an Angel reaching down from up above
Beauty is two lovers engaged in a kiss
Beautiful is a Dandelion sent away by a children's wish
It is illumination gained from a written word
and a sentence whispered by the trees
understood and never heard
Beauty is a rainy day while kept warm inside
it is a trust given without prejudice or pride
a wrong undone with out effort or strain
Beauty is a silent dignity whilst enduring pain
Beautiful is the Ocean
with it's Glory and Power
it is adaptation to light in the darkest hour
Beauty is fear denied and severed
Inner Beauty is forever
Beautiful is sacrifice
beauty is not afraid to die