The day begins.
I cast off yesterday as
morning graces us with
a charming presence
(almost angelic)
as she pathes the way
to begin again
anew.
I foster no harm in
thought or deed
but time itself may
yet bring about ruin
on its own
naturally.
There’s lightness to be
had in shedding.
Letting go of wounds
too close to the heart
which see us bleed.
Even in winter’s ice-cold grip
buds on the bough are there
waiting to awaken in that
warming by the fire.
Focused on what is
even in a dance of sorrows
there is beauty in all things
Even as the day will yield
there are still shades of beauty
as tired eyes accustomise
to shimmering scenes in moonlight
and we welcome the coming of
darkness
~*~
© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved
Shared with Three Word Wednesday #CCLlX
Poets United Pantry #87
Lovely and mysterious. So interesting to think that when we’re caught up in the ugliness of the moment, we can’t see the beauty in the grand pattern, and when we’re caught up in the beauty of the moment, we forget that it tends to fade with time. I loved it!
They each have their own beauty and you have shown us that.
That was so full of beauty… I could visualize it
And, it made me smile at the new day and the beauty it brings forth
Beautiful ! Every day new to start over …. Love the last stanza .
There is beauty in all things, I concur 🙂
Reading your beautiful words is soothing even after the most frustrating of days. Thanks for sharing them
I danced that dance of sorrows too many times last year and yet I found beauty…such a beautiful poem
Beautiful, Brenda.
Very beautiful.
Focused on what is
even in a dance of sorrows
there is beauty in all things
Without night there is no day..without darkness..no light..maybe at times comfort comes in the dark and cold..like an opportunity for renewal and rest for tired eyes..(I love your use of brackets..I copied you this week..you use them so effectively..that’s where I think ‘your’ voice is perhaps the loudest)..Jae
truly beautiful prose
And what happens when the darkness comes hmmm?..haha Yeah I guess there is beauty underneath the snow, but the snow, pfft no way!
nice…so much true about that shedding…each day is an opportunity to do that as we embrace its freshness or carry it with us as well…my fav lines…
Focused on what is
even in a dance of sorrows
there is beauty in all things
Completely lovely. “there is beauty in all things.” Beautiful, Bren!