beauty, love, poetryPiercing Gratitude A moment. Flower bloom Book open So much love It is piercing And my eyes well up At what it took to get here Delight and anguish But I am gentle Quiet Brutish at times But learning the work Is the reward And here the reward Is the work Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard