Beauty, she is above
Beauty
is waking every day
to witness the splendor
that is the sky above
and the earth below.
To see the strength of the trees
gracefully blowing in the breeze
is a sonnet sung so softly
only a mother
in her wondrous nature
could plant
such a glorious seed
and I am but humbled
at her feet
~ Bryan Hayes
January 11 / 11