I believe...

I believe blessings beget things that we do not fathom we could do
I believe a naive, ignorance of fear to beseech begets blessings
I believe an unconditional, constructless loving admiration begets ignorance of fear
I believe an incomprehensible entity called universe begets loving admiration

Thus, life is Beautiful

The beauties present themselves when you are not looking for them

In split-second bets you make, they wait to unravel themselves.

Like the patterns on the rocks that the boring, non-stop waves beating them formed

Going through the motions of the wayward lives, some art peeks in, speaking to the intense lives the beings lived.

It's pointlessness made worthy by the suspense of not knowing what next

Like you're watching your own movie, off-script and sans-script sometimes. 

All birthed by regrets that did not have a chance to be born

Painting lives with hues of green, blue and shades of everything beautiful.