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Becoming Beauty
face up floating
in a sea of glass
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Beauty lies below me
in the elemental caprice of
sunlit patterns reflecting sky
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Beauty circles above me
in clouds collecting salted tears
We all become the ocean when it rains
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Beauty walks behind me
with gravity leaving footprints
Its strength the shifting sands
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The wind of Beauty
blows quietly within me
ever seeking itself without measure
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The source of this gorgeous photo is unknown
Poetry of Light 
Beauty lies in your words. Wonderful piece. Makes me see the wonder in the world and peacefulness in the moment.
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Thank you Audra…the photo was just so inspiring
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Remember when certain things were recognized in conversation – as Beauties? Things that felt good simply to behold. Ahhh… what a Beauty.
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Yup, I do!… still inclined towards using the phrase. Thanks Chris.
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I’m listening
admiring
this beauty
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watery respites…. thanks Geo
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