BEAUTY WILL RISE UP
New beauty in 2022 for ashes in 2021.
Darkness and obscurity
hide the hope of light
sorrows of this present world
rob your strength and might.
Every trial by fire,
seems like to deep scars.
Ashes of deferred hope
find you where you are.
Look beyond the ruins,
grace will find you there
and bring to you the morning
beauty will rise up there.
Clothing you in newness
like dew upon the fields
bathing you in majesty
with peaceful skies of teal.
Then sun rays of pure gold
like rivers overflow
and every desert place
will blossom, bloom, and grow
restoration, calmly adores the air
and then you will find
beauty will rise up there
About the Creator
Lady Tolbert
Music and poetry are embedded in my soul, and in this space I get to let you take a peek inside of me. I hope you find something that makes you smile, ponder the meaning of life, laugh, cry, shout, kick up your heels and dance. ENJOY!!
Keep reading
More stories from Lady Tolbert and writers in Poets and other communities.
Off the Book
It ended like every other stupid idea. Badly, and alone. I’m researching digital confession ethics, he said. A tech ethicist. He gestured at floating data I couldn’t see then pulled out a physical notebook. Actual paper, fountain pen. He held it up like he was showing me scripture.
By Nicky Frankly5 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.