Beauty is in the details of
This life that sometimes even
Ofttimes does not seem so
Beautiful unless you examine
The threads with care.
Black thread, grey thread,
Purples, reds, and even green,
Have a common thread of golden
Roped around and in between every
Single thing.
The shine and shimmer can barely be
Perceived when the seamstress busies
Herself with the grey of the day, yet
They are there, waiting for you.
Beauty looks like waking after a long
Night of struggle and tears
When the sun comes up and warms
Our slumped shoulders and
Lends us energy anew.
💜💜💜
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