A Corner In a Beauty.

Beauty comes from o'll  corners :be it obvious , strange or unexpected . what takes it to define it is itself again. switch to a battle, nay the results ;it counts always, in a delightful triumph or a horrible loss. Habits rarely change and so is it. A smear of beauty entices a millennium goodness and lovable faith. We can be traitors of our souls and, can we lose it somehow. Set everything on fire and there it remains in the hearts and souls,sky and greens, lips and faces, breaths and emptiness , the sketches of phantasy and the sweetness of waters. . .