Beauty Again
Beauty is the priceless gift
That nature strews about.
You’re walking home, you’re feeling miffed,
Your heart is plunged in doubt,
But there’s a sunset straight ahead
That makes you stop and stare.
Where there was dread, you feel instead
The glory in the air.
That nature strews about.
You’re walking home, you’re feeling miffed,
Your heart is plunged in doubt,
But there’s a sunset straight ahead
That makes you stop and stare.
Where there was dread, you feel instead
The glory in the air.