What's inside..
I look upon a broad tree,
You can guess what I see.
I know it doesn't matter because what I see,
is just an ugly tree.....
Isn't the outside the most admired,
More than the inside, the dwelling of the soul and the core of desires.
It isn't until then when I see,
a hole in the tree?
Inside I see,
it's more than a tree.
Inside the hole is filled with love,
I can see a family of doves,
a bird of a beautiful pure white,
that would surely glow, radiating light.
It's because no one would ever think,
of seeking beauty inside something ugly. Do you see the link?
It's like life.....
Yes, it is life.
There's no denying it.
Some of the ugliest, most boring things in life are the most beautiful, right?
Can you agree,
With me?
Because what's on the outside,
is never the same on the inside............
-BY MEE!!