Nature shows us beauty in many ways,
In spring, the flowers blossom,
In summer, the fields flow green with joy,
In autumn, the trees dance with color,
And in winter, the land is tucked in a blanket of white.
Time betrays the beauty of man,
At dawn, we awaken to the blessing of a newborn child,
In midday, we live among the changing face of the soul,
At nightfall, we rest in the perfection of ages past.
But seasons change,
And time passes by,
But love, and the true beauty that comes with it,
Will remain forever true.
 Reivan The Drow · Mon Apr 17, 2006 @ 03:27pm · 2 Comments |
