Margarete A. Jordan
The Beauty Of This World
The beauty of this world will stay, however man might see it,
He can't remove it, think it away, by no means can he flee it,
Whatever he may wish or do, however hard he tried,
Forever will the beauty last, it cannot be destroyed.
After a storm has ended, the sun with power and light,
The sober eye bedazzling, will shed its golden light.
A new beginning where before all noble dreams seemed lost,
And liberation comes our way, when it is needed most.
For every broken spirit