Beauty, fierce as desire, is perched
on the limits of longing –
There is an upward soaring
where simple delight turns
to sunlit brilliance.
Beauty is grasped
by a mind that fabricates
the abstract but appreciates
the real.
There is wonder
in the beauty of
the winds, woods
and water that glow
on the edge of earth.
Beauty is portrayed
in the smooth, smiling
contenance of youth,
the delicate alliance
of dark soil and milky sky
and seasons that turn
to golden ages, widening
to wilderness, clear and
unexplored, filling pages
of solitude with poetry.
Beauty is being held
in the arms of dawn,
knowing that dusk’s
splendid sunset is
not far away.
Oct 23, 2021
Oct 23, 2021 at 5:13 AM UTC
Beauty, fierce as desire, is perched
on the limits of longing –
There is an upward soaring
where simple delight turns
to sunlit brilliance.
Beauty is grasped
by a mind that fabricates
the abstract but appreciates
the real.
There is wonder
in the beauty of
the winds, woods
and water that glow
on the edge of earth.
Beauty is portrayed
in the smooth, smiling
contenance of youth,
the delicate alliance
of dark soil and milky sky
and seasons that turn
to golden ages, widening
to wilderness, clear and
unexplored, filling pages
of solitude with poetry.
Beauty is being held
in the arms of dawn,
knowing that dusk’s
splendid sunset is
not far away.