Counting the Joyful Leaps

Beauty often time eludes 
A manifest beauty it is not
Plastered in turmoil and tragedy
It reeks of frustration
And bears a mark of fear
Still, by and by
Beauty ‘neath the pain
Is all life is
Counting the joyful leaps
And pleasant tears
We gain victory
And life becomes that thing
We just must painfully enjoy!

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