Beauty

True beauty is found not in the flesh

But the soul, she can be seen only

Through the spirit, and those who judge

Beauty by the eye alone, deprive themselves

Of the greatest works of art ever known

True beauty carries herself with grace

Even to the grave, she can be touched only

Through the heart, and those who seek

Pleasure through sight alone, deny themselves

The brightest fires to ever burn

Far greater dreams await those

Who dare believe, who reach past

The glitter of gold to find themselves

Who would be told they have nothing

And would smile still, for all they have known

Cannot be quantified with words

And far outpaces any measured solace

That those who've never scaled those fences

Have ever learned

Life is not found in acquired tastes

In material things

Life is found, burning bright and loud

In beauty that addresses every sense

Over that which is merely seen.