Do you know of my beauty?
Do you see it in my eyes?
Look deeper; search for me
And then, you’ll realize.
The world, it soon forgets
The state that mankind once was
But in my home—the mountains—
It will be always this for us.
It will always be this beautiful
In sorrow and in joy
It will always be this moment
Today is what I will enjoy
For when tomorrow comes,
It will bring with it the unknown
To the chambers of my heart
To the threshold of my home.
Art Medium: Oil Pastels
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