Unseen
Unseen
Beauty is what you can’t see.
It’s even beyond the God.
The whole universe is just
Its preface and spot of its face.
Once you see it, there’s nothing to see.
And there’s even no need to see.
There’s nothing that can out-leap
The beauty.
May be love is the thing
Which could be slightly its analogy
And nothing can defeat its grace.
Whatever you see you think is beauty
Is just your blind vision.
If you make a revision and
You may see its another version.
Beauty is the purity that never fades
And which never tricks.
Sometimes you may see it within yourself
Or in may be others.
Even then, it’s just a sign of
Such beauty exists.
Be its devotee
Be its pursuer and be its creator.
You wonder once you find it and see it.
Once you found it and let it
Absorb you into it.
Then you’ll yourself become a beauty
Then the beauty becomes
Your sweety.
Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasthi
17.07.2019
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