In the darkest shades of light the earth is birthing beauty.
Here, hold a bundle of small beauties.
wild jewels
Once beheld by eyes that wonder hold them till their colours fade,
And I will lift my eyes to see shadow,
shapes and moments.
Im held not by hands
but by your eyes.
They will speak
memories of each and every beauty.
-Beautifully written by Megan Broadfoot
