Hands of pulchritude

Hands of pulchritude

A Poem by R.A. Youngblood

So many things mysteriously happening.
We unknowingly
Continue to live.
So many theories,
Questions,
Answers,
Illusions,
Something we believe in.
God's hands
Have made our world, our life.
Colors were scattering.
Everything was forming,
Precisely.
Hands of beauty have created
A beauty of nature,
A beauty of life,
A beauty of everything.
But why aren't they creating something beautiful today?

© 2014 R.A. Youngblood


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This is beautiful. The curiosity, the choice of your wording, and the meaning. This piece has opened up my eyes to see things in a different way. And definitely opened up my mind to the curiosity. Thank you.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great questions to ask. The wonder of the crazy mysteries of this world.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

R.A. Youngblood

11 Years Ago

Pretty much, thank you :3

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