Poetry is a clear window into the heart. I often write to express the thoughts and emotions inside me--not knowing what will appear on the page but invariably discovering more about myself and the world around me.

Beauty

Posted Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Beauty is alone
Beauty depends on no one
Beauty is free

Beauty surprises me
Beauty is hidden by me
Beauty is exposed by me

Beauty can be created
But not by me…
For me

Beauty can be discovered
…but is often overlooked

Beauty is…
the smile of a child for her mother
the presence of a friend
the blue sky
the tree in winter

Beauty is…
Her hair
Her walk
Her sassiness
Her voice
Her nearness

Beauty is a gift

by Ken Carlson




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