Out of these ashes Beauty Will Rise.

=> Sometimes the best things in life, the most treasured are those that are the result of a wreck. I’m not saying a wreck as in “Oh yesterday was such a bad day,” but wreck as in absolute shambles where your world seems to be in hopeless despair. Steven Curtis Chapman embodied this phenomenon perfectly in his song Beauty Will Rise from his album of the same name, written in memory of his daughter Maria Sue.

          “But buried deep beneath,
          Of all our broken dreams we have is hope.
          Out of these ashes beauty will rise,
          And we will dance among the ruins,
          We will see it with our own eyes.
          Out of these ashes beauty will rise,
          For we know joy is coming in the morning.
          In the morning, beauty will rise.”

=> As another age old song goes, “Ashes to ashes we all fall down.” Yes, we may all fall down but at the end of the day, from those ashes we will rise again as something renewed and more magnificent than ever.

if0nly Life Was Fantasy.,
- Mag.

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