As a lovely Sunday fades into the night,
I realize how beautiful life can be,
I see the beauty that lies around me,
and feel the beauty that is out of sight.
The beauty of a simple smile,
The beauty of a good morning wish,
The beauty in a conversation
which can disarm me completely for a while.
The beauty of the clouds as they gather,
The beauty of the leaves that rustle,
And the beauty of the breeze that sets them free.
The beauty of a lovely present,
The beauty weaved into past memories,
The beauty of a future which awaits me,
with open arms without any resent.
The beauty in visualizing dreams,
The beauty in waiting for them to get fulfilled,
The beauty lies in life itself,
maybe not in full, but in parts it seems.