Beauty of the  world, don't we  so belong?
   Say--oh, say it to my beating heart!
Or, if in too much nerve you can't,
   Just jump, jump onto me so fast!

Angel in spring,  don't you see  my heart
       torn wide open,
  Unable with life's turmoil tocope--
A living testimony of the ways
  By which one finger alone doesn't wash
        a face!

                                           -by
                             Hakim H. Kassim.