Beauty

       Lightning cracked o'er the ocean of a night sky
       Red sky is the sailors delight, the storm is for the dreamers
       The ones with in-held breath as the waves wash ashore
      Turbulence of crashing foam and spray and the rumble of thunder all in tune
      No moon to light the lonely spit of land, lo, there you find the ones with words in their heart
      Who see what no one else doth see, beauty where others fear to tread
     
A Rogues poem, by Joseph Friend