Toiling

This poem is a little about beauty.

Toiling

When i see great beauty
It takes my breath away
For others to look and see
For this i always pray

To look beyond an ocean
And see beneath the waves
Takes much devotion
And truth to which we crave

When someone sees a sight as i
For they truly understand
For those who will try and try
But never really can

But what about those who walk right by
And dont give it a chance
And just go on with their lives
With barely even a glance

Too busy with their lives to know
That we all must die one day
And all their toiling was for show
Thier hardworking lives melt away

For those of you who cannot tell
The beauty in a rock
And all your twisted words fell
On Deaths door with a knock.