The Beauty
Within
The beauty of a soul that’s lived in the
dark
Emerges
once more with an embers spark
I’ve
seen the radiance of a crooked smile
The
lines in a face that has withered the mile
A spirit once lost
with a mind that’s been swayed
Paths
that’s been crossed and roads that were strayed
How
does one wander so far from his soul
Contained
by anger that has taken control
I’ve
seen and I’ve heard the howl of the wind
The rage of the storm that dwells with no end
Turn
back the time where the nightingale wings
Back
to the moment where a child softly sings
I’m
weathered by time and wish to be blessed
With
miles yet to go before I may rest
Smooth
out the lines of my withered brow
With
an inferno of faith and strength to endow
Retracing
the thoughts of an imprisoned mind
Return me to a child again simple and kind
Give
way to the light that is shining with in
Old
roads less traveled and new wisdom to begin
The
link has been broken in this twisted chain
Back
to the beginning a new start again
Copyright
Ó C. Bennett
03/11/2003