Beauty is Found

 

 

When the beauty
of the Earth
moves me to tears, 

no worry can touch me,
no darkness,
no fears.

 

The crashing of waves,
the soft morning breeze,
the kiss of the sun, the flight of a swallow, 

this life is a gift,
all its joy and
its sorrow.

 

For Beauty is found 
in sunshine
and rain. 

Through mountains
and valleys
Her love will remain.