Astonishing Beauty

If there is a higher power for me
It is the shared suffering
There's a kind of beauty
To someone acknowledging
What a hard slog it all is
And sharing the grief with you
None of this trying to wave
It all away with concepts
Of how beautiful everything is
Sure, there's beauty
Astonishing beauty
But there are many more horrors
So easily visible when one looks
Best to console each other
To our fates and share
The downward trajectory together
(We're all going to die)
And why not have some fun
While we're at it?