All Things Beautiful

The sun rises over the Eastern hills, Lighting the sky with orange and red. Peaking over the mountain tops, Adding fire to a land that is dead. A beautiful picture, Things sometimes seem unreal, How could life, Be so beautiful and surreal? High upon the snow-glazed mountain, Borderline purgatory, Sometimes above the silver clouds, Truly amazing how far you can see. A beautiful picture, Things sometimes seem unreal, How could life, Be so beautiful and surreal? The smell of the ocean, It’s never ending end, Seagulls fluttering, Dipping and diving in the wind. A beautiful picture, Things sometimes seem unreal, How could life, Be so beautiful and surreal? Her beautiful hair, that amazing smile, The body of a goddess, yet, she’s in denial. So much love, just when she looks at me, True love, this could only be. A beautiful picture, Things sometimes seem unreal, How could the world, Be so beautiful and surreal? Sometimes it’s amazing, How we never stop to look, See the beauty in the world, Like a picture in a book. Would it be so hard, To appreciate what we have, Thankful for the past, And what it gave. A beautiful world, Peace sometimes seems nonexistent, How can beauty be so ignored, In a world where peace is so distant.My hippie song. Written March 3rd, 2002 © on Mar 03 2002 09:15 AM PST    20 • 0 • 12