Beauty is like a need satisfied and a desire magnified
Yet beauty is not defined only by its longing.
Beauty is the heart’s thirsting and the mind’s enchanting,
Yet beauty has no end and no beginning.
Beauty is the sight that you see and the song of the sea
Yet it haunts beyond what you are seeing and hearing.
Because beauty is seen with closed eyes and heard in deep silence
Beauty is really beyond our hardest reckoning.
Beauty is the wide orchard outside and the flowers that glide
But beauty is also the garden inside as the butterflies in petals ride
It is that smallest fragment of nature’s love and sweet scent
Where we experience eternity in but a very small moment.
Beauty is present in the day but also mysteriously collected at night
It is that spark of forever that makes the darkest night bright.
It feels like hope that can never grow dim
It is our strength and our vision when everything is unseen.
