Beauteous Things
By Tom Stanley

 

Countless wonders,
In this world they abound,
Lying beneath the surface of the ordinary. 
A desire to find peace and humour,
To ease your soul, replenish,
And counter the greyness of reality. 
Climb atop the beast in your heart,
Ride proudly with a strong gait,
Paced to outrun your fears. 
Fear not the end,
Nor beginnings of life, love,
And beauteous things. 

Tom Stanley