An aesthetic is a polished stone of truth.
Where beauty shines its insight
Onto a multitude of reflective curves and planes.
Small wonder the world smiles upon the couplet
Who have shifted the surfaces they slipped from.
Orpheus and Eurydice reunited:
Having finally tripped out of the cave and into the sun.
Their outward smiles shining with the inner joy of a sight regained:
Love is the greatest beauty of them all.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 10:58 AM UTC
An aesthetic is a polished stone of truth.
Where beauty shines its insight
Onto a multitude of reflective curves and planes.
Small wonder the world smiles upon the couplet
Who have shifted the surfaces they slipped from.
Orpheus and Eurydice reunited:
Having finally tripped out of the cave and into the sun.
Their outward smiles shining with the inner joy of a sight regained:
Love is the greatest beauty of them all.
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