Beauty

The decaying abby stood as mute testoment to the abanon of man as the sun rose shining behind it sending rays of light through the entrence and what were at one time windows. It's two and a half walls, empty windows and door way were all that remained of this place that once held importance to all the surounding area.

Standing alone in a feild atop a slightly sloping hill, the field grew only with the greenest of grass the Anemone flowers of all colors signifying its forsaken state. A beautifal corps adorned by flowers and forgotten to times embrace.

It's once flawless statues apeard to be crying from the stains left by the centries of rain which had also helped to erode there features and now were no longer perfect.

I stood there, in mute surrender of its beauty watching the Abby and sun dance throughout the day. The sun would rise ever so slowly in the sky and the abby's shadow would slightly shift it possision as a gental breeze came from the west curessing the abby and there was the scene which had brought beauty in its ballance.

The sun had begun sinking below the horizon and the full beautifal moon rose and a new dance began much as the first had been. I walked slowly up the hill to the abby and through its doorway extending my arm, running my hand accross where there once was a door. how beautifal the sight of this place was as it was bathed in naked moon light.

I felt a wave of calm wash over me and I was stripped of all my worries. Freed of my worries I began to feel the peace of this dance which had been done between this abby and the sky for all these years and grew tired.

I didn't want to leave this place or the feeling of peace it brought to me and so I layed on the floor next to a statue of an angel with out streached arms. This statue appeared to be inviting me to sleep here, she had also appeared to be waiting for someone to embrace it and I had drifted off into sleep at it's feet to dream the sweetest of dreams as the night sky and gental breeze danced with this decaying Abby.