In pursuit of beauty …
In pursuit of beauty’s flame, each breath delivers,
and my steps into future’s node,
gives reason for this take, this perception,
this sensory vision and acceptance of love’s attire.
Without it, my world’s countenance a bleak affair,
the rancid loss and pained refrain of consequences,
far from beguiling, far from nature’s art,
the deeds of minds lost to their own skin.
Tis how one chooses life,
to see the artistry, the unique and microcosmic integrity
of a world like a play of choices,
and in seeing beauty, we join our mother’s art in acceptance.
Even the failures become an art in process,
the recompense and learning lines of fate,
and in our blame and anger prone renditions,
the beauty of realization is always held to heart.
Life’s undulating fortunes
must be viewed in perspective, as part of aspiration’s path,
and when beauty holds in thought and deed,
life transforms and love transcends all else.