Beauty Undefined By Elisabetta Panzica Twas a seed that He once planted With beauty undefined For though gentle were its petals Its stem was full of thorns Twas both beautiful and Ugly to behold Yet from Where Did all its beauty come? This flower Whose thorns so deeply cut Into my lonely heart? In the Winter time Even though its frame was old, shriveled up, and dry Its beauty still would shine Through the darkest corners Of my soul Through the shutters of my empty heart
This one is my fav.i cant tell you why. It is,a,secret.