Flows in a vision
Compelling a closer look
At the person there before me
Beyond sight lies the substance
Kindness of spirit welcoming contact
Enabling a silent and spoken bond born
In a smile then grows and becomes a life
Of its own in fertile thoughts of love
So beauty is not a static vision
Of a flower alone but more
A dear person who sees
Then understands
Me as I am today
Then accepts
My faults

2 thoughts on “Beauty

  1. I know someone people just like that. Thank you for bringing them to mind in this beautiful poem. The flower looks so soft yet succulent…very gorgeous.

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