Beauty Lingers...

There is a gentleness in everything, and within the quiet and meekness of it all, I suppose that's where Beauty Lingers. Perhaps within the salty throat of Oysters, or deep mine beds. The Earth's crust holds all of the World's treasures... The fossil fuels, the remains of Men, warriors cast in legacies... those diamonds. The words we leave behind, our true voices. Here, for awhile, I shall lay my head...