The Petal’s Beauty

my beauty petal

The pedal’s beauty deems
as the noon sun winks
a last beam as it shys away.
The bones crack to weight
above its own by eight
and folds faint in surrender
leaving the body down and weaker.
The waterfalls fall chasing
their own desires unknown and unending
til the find they are chasing in vain
but never stop to start all over again.
The petal’s beauty this morning
caught my sight towards in rolling
and it was lordlier than the last
shaming and mocking the past
nothing ever dies or passed away
the just transform in a different way
from body to spirit we will become
beautiful our marred till Gods kingdom come

Beauty is new

Beauty is old

Beauty is within…………………………… me and Betty


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