There is.

by BD Hudison There is beauty in the -a metal post in a field- drop of dew (if you look) There is beauty in the -poke for worms- smile of her face (if you look) There is horror in the -pray for sun- carnival music -is there knowing- Where do hey come from? -in the unknown- Where do they go? Shadows and sounds liven the skies. . . There is.