Who can see real beauty beneath?
We behold clear view obscured by uneven ripples.
How can we see beneath the surface,
Not knowing what lies underneath?
Yet we see beauty while trying to understand,
Not knowing full the image – is it danger or is it safe?
Only when we wait for calm to form
Will we know true intent of what’s inside.
Then we focus on what is there that we did not know;
There is calm, some rocks, but still there is growth
We look up to the splendor that wasn’t there,
When we saw what was below.
We couldn’t see while looking below,
Even the ripples made us sad.
But when we lift our eyes above,
Leaving behind that we could not see
To embrace the beauty, that was there all along.
But we chose to look below, blurs made us sigh
Til we choose – looking above,
Seeing heights and grandeur unfold.
More than meets the eye,
When we work to understand, even though we were told.
Don’t be distracted by the surface with stress and ripples,
Choose beauty and joy beyond where we are, and what will be.
Blessings along the Way!