BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE

Their beauty boasts of freshness
Even as the morning dew
And love that holds her value
Only while the day is new

Forever restless they are
Always striving to disguise
An inward yearning that will
not be pacified with lies

Once we, like they, were bound by
Time, the earth, the wind and fire
The grim tempestuous
Existence deep within the mire

But now are we with wisdom
Transformed by an act of grace
That we might sit as princes
Free to look upon His face

Our beauty boasts of love that
Ever growing will abide
And if you dig our surface
You will find it deep inside