Beauty Is Crying

Beauty was crying by the roadside, I halted and lowered my load joining all sitting by her side. “Why are you crying, Beauty? I forgot how to smile, please do, So I can smile too, oh, Beauty?” Yet, she didn’t raise her face Nor the tears ceased to fall, risking dust with a wet trace: “Tell me what those tears mean, I forgot how to dream, please do, Dream so I can have a new dream?” She still cried and refused to talk, I felt something was begotten as I stood and continued to walk. Then I looked under a rainbow, And found you copying the stars, Fingertips sprinkled by their glow. Tears started to fall, tears of glee And I also lowered my head to cry: Beauty like you is so rare to see…