Caught up in the House of Beauty

I stand here stunned by everything I see,
a fruiting tree,
the pink
on the edge of clouds,
the fragile beauty of a child.

I live for these precious moments,
so am uplifted,
able for a moment to shun
the more pedestrian moments
of aging.

I consider such moments eternal,
believe beauty found
is proof enough there exists
somewhere beyond
this world we in innocence
accept,

another world
where all beauty seen
is perceived by the eyes
of God
through our human screen.