It doesn’t matter beauty, there’s always tomorrow

It doesn’t matter beauty, there’s always tomorrow.


Nothing matters when the sun sets  its warmth of beauty and tanning glows,  welcoming the glory’s of the astral eyes in the wondering nights.
   
Nothing matters when the rain has drained and eased our pain, let it be as the air gets cleared

Let the waves wash your worries and drift away, cleanse your soul for another day.. and remember when nothing matters you feel free

Chase the wind and dance in the rain, embrace the sun and the magic it brings,
Find warmth in the snow that sets to glisten and the luminous stars that hold mysteries from the presence.
Enjoy the little things that the cycles bring

For nothing else matters
But the beauty of things.