Love, rekindled

by Beautiful Tragedy   Nov 17, 2016


It's a new feather of hope;
Delicate, fragile, thin as ice;
It's the very beginning of the beginning,
The reward after all this time.

It's the fire in the flame,
The blue and white hidden amidst bright orange,
It's the space between sky and water,
The line we are almost never able to reach.

It's the split second between night and day,
Dark; then light before you know it,
It's the breeze from the clear, blue ocean,
The delicacy of it beautiful.

It's the process of making glass crystal,
Simple, complicated; but not without a beautiful result,
It's that simple moment of clarity;
That no words would ever come to mind for you to talk about.

It's that gentle, comfortably loving feeling,
That only so many people get,
It's the rarest, most beautifully crafted kind of thing,
Like the fur of a rare breed of animal,
The pattern of the fur; brindled.

It's beautiful, rare, and amazing;
It's the hope; of love, rekindled

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  • 10 months ago

    by Mary

    I was completely amazed by this. This is such a lovely and delicate piece. This is just beautiful.

  • 10 months ago

    by Everywoman

    Wow. The ending is so good. Amazing piece. Thank you :)

  • 11 months ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Like the ladies just commented on this, it's beautiful. .. I like how you describe LOVE

    It's the fire in the flame,
    The blue and white hidden amidst bright orange,
    It's the space between sky and water,
    The line we are almost never able to reach.
    ^^^^
    For me this stanza stand out

    Love make all things beautiful. .

    I love it
    Gel

  • 11 months ago

    by Brenda

    This is just lovely! There's nothing like the first bloom of love. So beautiful how you describe this feeling with such delicate words. Well done-

  • 11 months ago

    by Em

    I really enjoyed this. Love is what we make it... Nothing should limit love.

    Em