BEAUTY

Beauty is apparent
In a field of rot
In the wildest

There’s beauty in the hues of despair
There is beauty in the ashes of what
was
There’s beauty in the storms that whirl
There is beauty In the chaos
In the calm

You just have to look
Look but close
For true sight isn’t with ones eyes
True sight is by the heart
A heart that knows love….

Muzamir