Weight of the Beautiful

The Weight of the Beautiful

We built our joy on borrowed time,
called the cracks in daylight fine.
Every bloom we tried to freeze,
just another word for need.

We say we want to feel alive,
but not the part where endings bite.
We praise the dawn, forget the dusk,
and hide the ache beneath our trust.

Hold it gently, what you love,
it’s heavier than it seems.
The weight of the beautiful
is carried in our dreams.
It’s why the heart keeps trembling
when silence fills the room—
beauty isn’t harmless,
it just leaves too soon.

We barter comfort for the real,
turn our hunger into zeal.
Build cathedrals out of screens,
forget that wonder splits the seams.

Every joy a shadow casts,
every promise fades too fast.
We want the light without the burn,
the gift without the turn.

But there’s gold in the grief,
and grace in the loss,
every fallen petal
is the proof of what was.
If you look straight at sorrow,
you’ll see the shine underneath—
beauty’s just the courage
to love through the grief.

Hold it gently, what you love,
let it breathe and let it bloom.
The weight of the beautiful
is the truth that pulls us through.
We were never meant to own it,
only pass its light along—
in the ache of imperfection,
we finally belong.

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Epilogue — After the Beautiful

Now the world breathes through my hands,
no need to chase, no need to stand.
Every loss a pulse of light,
folded softly into night.

The trees still whisper what they knew,
that endings feed beginnings too.
I see the stars in passing cars,
and know they’re home, not far.

The heart unclenches, slow and wide,
it learns the tide is on its side.
Each wave that takes, returns the more—
what leaves us still becomes our shore.

So when I speak, I’ll speak in kind,
with wonder steady, not confined.
For love is not the fire or flame—
it’s learning how to say its name.

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Final Refrain — The Return to Quiet

And all that ever tried to stay,
still shines upon its way.
The beautiful was never gone—
it just kept moving on.

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