Beautiful Life

I’ve been stripped once more
Back to basics
But beauty in life
It overwhelms me

I watch as men climb
On steel structures
Cutting themselves
Dirt under fingernails

They are creating
They have vision
I photograph it
As I travel through life

Strangers look at me
Questioningly, as I click away
Click, click, click…
But I’m not the mad one

I have learned again
That to create, to build
To dream, to love
To dance with joy

You have to get dirty
Your heart needs to break
Your fingers need to bleed
You must cry lakes of tears

Only then can you recognise
Beauty in a moment
Only then can you capture it
In your mind’s eye

And use these moments to breathe
To put one foot in front of the other
When you otherwise feel
You cannot go on

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