Ma.

i searched for long for a smile like yours..

in the valleys,
in the meadows,
among the heath,
beneath the rocks.

Depressed when i sat down in wrathful angst,
They said,
Stupid Girl,
you look here in vain,
for what shines is within,
and tempers the without.

Fear not the lack of sight,
When the sight becomes the site,pristine beauty shines,
in tune with droplets of holy dread.