BEAUTY


Angels are!

Not the common winged beings clad in gleaming white
But the apparently normal Lads in amusing sites,
Dancing, hovering in the hives of activity
Striving to manifest the existing ,but clouded Beauty

We don't believe in that, we don't know!
Maybe it's because we don't need that, then we won't grow!
And get the wonders that Heaven is more than eager to show

There isn't anything too good to be true For Harmony and Happiness are True.
By adroit steering of our attention we can glow
And make any sham shine blow.

Beauty is fabled to be in the eye of the beholder,
then by Active right thinking, we might be able to see it plenty.

Once again, we reap what we sow!