BEAUTY ABOVE AND BEAUTY BELOW
Below the surface of the Earth
just beyond our eyes,
lies dirt, worms and rotting things,
the compost of our lives.
No one in their great travels
would choose to visit there,
for we would rather walk in beauty
than stand to face our fear.
But is is in this dark, hot place
beneath the earth’s fair crust
where beauty gets her beginnings
as she rises from the dust.
The compost is her wombspace
where possibility never ends.
Where demons of the darkness
become our closest friends.
There is beauty in the darkness
just as beauty lives in the light.
You see it in the darkened sky
as stars twinkling in the night.
It is floating in the ocean
in the darkness of her floor,
just as it lies upon the sands
as starfish and shells on the shore.
For beauty it lives in all of us
in our joy and in our sorrow,
just as it is in the depth of our hearts
in all of our hopes for tomorrow.
Beauty is a pearl within,
be it black or be it white.
The treasure that we discover
rising out of the inner light.