In life, in life, what beauty there'll be!
The mountain top snow that melts to the sea.
The forests regrown from scarred and burned land;
the rocks and stones crushed down to the sand.
It's static this change and it lights like a bolt,
o'er canvas of marvel where beauty invokes.
A splashing and swirling abundance of wonder,
it flashes like lighting and crackles like thunder.
Kinship and friendship and most of all love,
these are the drippings of paint from above.
And still more amazing are the wonders unseen
connections of lovers like the magic of dreams.
What beauty, what beauty, what beauty there'll be!
hands interlaced like the roots of a tree.
Shall it grow wide and shady or up to god's light
no matter its stature, it's the sight of all sights.
Be as the mountains, eternal and bold.
Be as the forests, and live as you grow.
Be as the desert and shift with the times.
and always see beauty, for the sun ever shines.
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