Oct 04

I Find Beauty…

I find beauty in watching from a dark room as the sky begins to turn yellow, the sun slowly receding behind the tall trees.

I find beauty walking through an autumn tunnel of orange-yellow trees as small chill begins to take effect.

I find beauty silently sliding through a corridor of looming evergreen trees on a pair of skis.

I find beauty sneaking into the mist that engulfs the last lake on a journey leading nowhere.

I find beauty listening as a lone guitar echoes through the overwhelming silence of an unending hall, striking each note clearly and hauntingly.