beauty

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.