a renewed mind and a renewed spirit
alive and at will in his heart
gave light to the beauty,
no matter how strange,
that surrounded him
pink and purple petals rained off a blossomed tree
orange dust blustered off pines in the spring heat
and even the congested, molding traffic
couldn't detract from the joyfullness that day was capable
of bringing him
even as he sat, congested
at a molding desk in the library
the beauty of a girl sitting across from him
gave the wind wings outside the window next to him
and the sun a brilliance as it gleemed across his unkept face
and shadowed his splenetic eyes under a depressed brim
but none of that mattered
because true beauty is not kept here
his visions of grandeur and his delusions of heaven
were those that kept him
within the abundant life
and even as hope springs eternal
so does spring
bring hopes of love, laughter, and a golden lining
around the clouds of this world and His
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