For What Is Beauty

For What Is Beauty

The silhouette of a tree alone in a field,

as the sun sets behind a hill?

A flower who's petal will soon yeild

to the frost that comes with the night's chill?

Or is it a spider web glistening with the morning dew?

Or seeing the wonder of a mountain top view?

Maybe it is the adrenaline that leaves a rush,

after facing the challenge and doing the extreme.

Or the wisdom of a friend that gives us a push,

to encourage us to live our life's dream.

Or the journey we take to a far away land.

Or giving someone a helping hand.

Is Beauty truly in the eye of the beholder?

and does wisdom only come from someone who is older?

I dare say true beauty does come from the creator,

and from his hands there is nothing greater.

For the potter knows the beginning from the end,

and molds the change that comes from within.

So is this beauty?... To change and to grow,

into something only the creator knows

I suppose the answer remains to be seen,

but to surrender to God is a beautiful thing.

I wrote this in honor of some special people in my life, who at one time, inspired me in their own way.