01-18-2014, 04:57 AM
Beauty
Beautiful vessels
That parade
In glitter or dust
Some that stay
The same,
Some that fade away
With shame,
Some that get better with age
An never tell time,
Some that are just a stage
Of the beholder's eye,
Some that make you cry
But never know why,
Some that make smile and laugh
With it's warmness without buff,
Some that make you bold
A fight with fire,
Some that sell
And make your heart go stile,
Some that never tell
How they feel,
Some that never die
And make you see the sky,
Some that never lie
Always in search for clarity.
And the most amazing of all
Those that shine from inside
That make your heart grow tall,
Some that melt it
And make you stay
Another day, Another day
Into eternity.
Beautiful vessels
That parade
In glitter or dust
Some that stay
The same,
Some that fade away
With shame,
Some that get better with age
An never tell time,
Some that are just a stage
Of the beholder's eye,
Some that make you cry
But never know why,
Some that make smile and laugh
With it's warmness without buff,
Some that make you bold
A fight with fire,
Some that sell
And make your heart go stile,
Some that never tell
How they feel,
Some that never die
And make you see the sky,
Some that never lie
Always in search for clarity.
And the most amazing of all
Those that shine from inside
That make your heart grow tall,
Some that melt it
And make you stay
Another day, Another day
Into eternity.

