the name of beauty

beautiful

they have written all over you

leaving no trace of your true face

the essence of your aroma

has faded into modernity

beautiful

did they not see

how lovely yesterday

seeps into reality

beautiful

incandescent irregularity

test the waves of patience

going up and down

dipping in and out

beautiful

re-membering

herself

from across oceans

different shades

and perspectives

blending into one

eternal and immortal

stretching from the expanse of time and space

seeing through the eyes of many

birthing life into plenty

beautiful

nature

we welcome your embrace

mourning-at-morning-by-thom-easton

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