The Eye of the Beholder

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When a radiant sun sets over the bay,
Or a baby bird first flies on this hour,
What grander message can one convey?
For beauty is such a bliss to offer.

Its presence lies in all forms on this land,
From a kingly palace to this daisy.
Beauty has no structure to understand,
It all depends how deep one’s soul can see.

Thus, beauty is unrivaled in extent,
For how can one compare a prized statue,
To a red rose left in its element.
So never say beauty so much or so few.

The shapes of said beauty have endless achieve,
So spot what others have failed to perceive.





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