Beauty, Not Diminished

The color of the soul
Green in depths of
Wonder
Lost at times, alone
In a place.. of
Contridiction and confusion
It didn’t begin this way
There were sunny days
Where promise was all
around.. yet somehow
someway, it all changed
Nothing is like it was
Though darkness is
coming
The light can’t be extinguished,
 Because even if you can’t see
The Son..
He’s still there.

An Original Poem by H R Beebe