The beauty I see
There is so much beauty in the world
that if all men should have a share
All men, with beauty, shall multiply beauty;
And sadness, in all its greatness and wealth,
Shall meet the waiting embrace of history.
The colorful trees dance
with unseen hands of a gentle breeze
To the melliflous songs sang by birds
With their ever moving beautiful voices.
I see beauty in this! I see beauty!
I see the small river near Karavan
And remembers how it used to be in winter:
frozen by the merciless beatings of the weather
And made rough by fallen unmelted snow,
It still remains hopeful and happy
knowing that its fate is the adventure of life.
It preserves the fishes below it
Until winter, weakened by fatigue of work,
Gives way to the patient summer.
I see beauty in this! I see beauty!
Above my head hangs a magnificient view--
Nature's display of a perfect painting.
I see the blend of beautiful colours;
The way it blends to fit into the current weather,
And finally giving way for the moon to kiss the night.
I see beauty in the cloud! I see beauty.
The world is full of such priceless gifts
To melt the cubes of sorrows when they
Accumulate within our fragile hearts;
To widen our lips into a smile
And make a beauty out of our face.
I see beauty in this! I see beauty!
Chukwu, Celestine Nkemakolam ( Nkematics)
By Nkematics
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