Nothing But Beauty Remains

The door creaks quietly as it is swiftly thrust open.
A few short steps later and sight becomes a blur,
as the suns blinding flare overpowers all vision.
Turn away, so that the world may regain its posture.
Sense the warmth; bask in the radiant glow of this moment.

Broken leaves rustle across the tattered ground,
a phenomena induced by a simple cool wind.
Pieces flow through cracks in the concrete
like blood beating through a vein.
Feel the crisp breeze; keep pace with the pulse of our world.

Subtly, a shadow slithers along the sidewalk.
Dipping and diving into the fingerprints
permanently laced on the earth.
What purpose can these shades possibly hold here?
Touch the figure; just let its soothing song hear you.

The hues of exotic paints, mesh
the skies full of divinity and elegance.
Sage brushed sepia-toned hills roll
into fluffed clouds accenting the one and only azure canvas.
A sight to embrace; see life in its purest form.

The sun breathes everlasting warmth on your spine.
The winds cool, deep in the abyss of your being.
The shades protecting you from your nightmares.
The colors flood in, leaving behind your hatred.
In such a temporary place; an eternity of extravagance outlasting the fabric of time.