Beauty
Behold not the countenance
of beauty.
It is deceitful.
At dawn ,it glows.
At zenith, it allures.
At dusk, it withers.
Embrace beauty that
Radiates the goodness
Of the heart outwards-
Enriching every soul it falls upon.
And can stand
The test of time.
Copyright © Emmanuel Ibu | Year Posted 2005
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