in her old night-dress
she reads beside the fireside
walking in beauty
she reads beside the fireside
walking in beauty
the lamp lights hide
the stars from city dwellers
I see them inside
their magical lights grow bright
as I walk through the heavens
the stars from city dwellers
I see them inside
their magical lights grow bright
as I walk through the heavens
her wrinkled hand
- hidden inner beauty
a loving caress
- hidden inner beauty
a loving caress
his madness hid
the beauty that was within
sad Vincent
(c) G.s.k. '14
Il ponte di Langlois 1888 |
Oh Georgia -- this made me misty-eyed -- this is so beautiful. Each one stands on its own and yet it creates a powerful story when combined. Beautiful -- just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jen ... so much beauty around us - I think you're right they do create a story.
DeleteGorgeous post Georgia ... very nice
ReplyDeleteThanks Kristjaan ... it was interesting to explore inner beauty and find so many examples in life.
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