The beauty of this world is hard to see.
In order to find it, one must seek it,
so many choose to reject its existence.

The beauty of the world is more precious than gold.
To obtain it, something of equal value must be lost,
so many choose to be selfish.

The beauty of this world is something fragile.
It requires care and love and patience,
so many choose to just neglect it.

The beauty of this world is nearly dead.
There is no hope, no peace, no joy for it,
so many believe it was never there.