Traveling the road
of beauty and despair
A convoluted journey, truth be told
That two such vastly different means
of sight and heart
Should blend so seamlessly
seems hardly possible
Yet hand in hand through bitter
life they go
At times inseparable, if truth be told
For there is a fair beauty
in despair
A tantalizing anguish found in
shattered dreams
The tormenting destruction of our
sweetest hopes
The remnants swirling broken at our feet
Hold fascination for us in the
sweet despair
And beauty in the tatters
of our dreams