Beautiful things

When I was young I used to see darkness

I used to see evil

I used to feel fear

I used to feel hate

I used to see only bad things

 

But now I know

Life is full of negative things

The world is made up of chaos

Disaster

Misfortune

But what do we make of it

 

Now I block them out

I shut them out

I let them go

I turn the other way

 

For there will always be a glimmer of light

A shimmer of hope

A ray of light at the end of the tunnel

That is what I will focus upon

 

Now I see the sun shining bright in the sky

I see birds flying up in the clouds

I see children playing, laughing in the park

I see pretty ladies running along

I see rivers

And mountains

And trees

And animals

I see only beautiful things