Everlasting Beauty

It begins with beauty, 

ending there also; 

seeing turquoise tides

and diamond lies daily;  

watch the wild bluebirds 

fly aimlessly to nowhere; 

listen to the weak babbles 

of those in translucent pain; 

gape upon the blackened sycamore

that lost its life in an unknown war; 

turn around to live the scarlet terror 

of the haughty fire caused by jealousy; 

smell the lavender beauty 

of calm minds;

back to the pretty;

the mysterious ocean;

with its translucent hatred 

of the slippery shadows. 

that come to take you. 

and the bitter teardrops 

of hallucinogenic souls. 

that wish to drown you in their sorrows. 

The beauty there was

is no more.