Beauty
Beauty is life’s treasure
Hidden in the bowels of gods.
Spreading herself in thousand arts,
On all the corners of earth.
It is the deity’s immortal form
Of wonders, awes and amazement.
Treasured than gold and all fading forms,
Given from heaven to missioned mortals.
Lilies and roses are not good enough,
The sun and stars are it's attendants .
Riches and avarice cannot this purchase,
For none of earth can match it's worth.
Yet, even this, is but vain
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