becoming Beauty



Becoming Beauty

face up floating

in a sea of glass


Beauty lies below me

 in the elemental caprice of

sunlit patterns reflecting sky


Beauty circles above me

in clouds collecting salted tears

We all become the ocean when it rains


Beauty walks behind me

with gravity leaving footprints

Its strength the shifting sands


The wind of Beauty

blows quietly within me

ever seeking itself without measure



The source of this gorgeous photo is unknown