The Beauty Of This Day
She looked inwards
into the deep, muddled,
woods of her heart.
She knocked into something.
She saw a person, a face
and then she heard words
of recognition, of love.
The sunshine was now enabled
bringing the brilliant colour green
to every direction
her twinkling eyes followed.
She ran, she spoke, she sat down.
She now knew
that this was a place
where she could drink in
and be refreshed.
Kindness was filtering in,
the impurities washing away
in the glorious warmth of grace.
This was a day
when her eyes, her heart
and her words could smile
with a love
that was perfect.
Painted Forest -- Agustin Ibarrola
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