Exquisite
Beauty
On
a mountain I once was,
A
field of wild flowers I came across.
In
the middle, one red and one yellow,
Two
roses entwined, they stood wild and free.
With
drops of dew on each blossom,
One
after the other, they fell.
Just
like tears,
Each
landed with such elegance.
A
sparkling glow from every dew drop,
Each
one enchanted the next.
To
my left,
I
saw a distant silhouette.
An
angel standing next to a unicorn,
Together,
their beauty glistened.
Wild
and with freedom,
Beauty
flowed with the sparkle from the roses.
To
my right,
I
saw you, a tear in each eye.
Like
a rainbow above,
Your
tears encompassed all.
An
exquisite vision of rarity,
You
were witnessing the same.
Exquisite
beauty,
Has
been captured and returned.
The
truth, I just had to wonder,
Did
you even realize the depths of sight?
Within
the sparkle of your eyes,
You
just saw the beauty hidden deep within your heart and soul.
©
Steve Gillespie
