Saturday, April 2, 2005

Beauty

(for Chie)

I can write about the Acropolis in Athens
As the sun goes down and the night chases on
It is so beautiful.
I could imagine the Taj Mahal
Ivory towers and crystal waters
It is surely beautiful

A baby's skin against it's woollen cover
Asleep, perfect as a doll
That is beautiful
And as warm rain flows through the forest canopy
Dark and wet, yet refreshing, exciting
A thing of beauty

A view, a scene, the sea on the beach foaming
A countryside trail, a high mountain range
Natural beauty
The red soil of Mars, the clear sky at night
A pearl in an oyster
To some, such beauty

I can think of others, the sound of soft music
The beat of a bird's wing
Listen to such beauty
The aroma of spice, ozone and the sea
The dark smell of sensuousness
Fantasize the beauty

To label beauty, to define its sheen and aura
Is impossible as clasping at air
But I have seen it; I have seen what it is
To rival and match, to outshine them all
So precious and deep, her eyes, my heart leaps
Her lips, her cheeks, flushed with prettiness

The small vibrations, slight quiver of her hand
The smooth undulations of form
I now know beauty, I have touched it and seen
And it's you, it's you .. you have touched my heart
And I will love you and care for you
Because you are total beauty inside and out.

(C) Jheric A. Saracho
April 1, 2005


I never think of the future - it comes soon enough. - Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955)

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