Beauty Is From…
...What an answer should consist of
Where the theory fits the facts
The numbers click the metal sheets together
How everything should plan out with every step of the way
From the first agenda to the next
Moving smoothly across one crevasse to the next
An open land that is undisturbed by man or machine
The lush grass and flowers in bloom
As clear as the morning breeze
No rain or hale interferes
As fine as the ocean sea
No wave too big to bring home the unseemly
Unlikely creatures to arise from the is the last to be seen and never to be heard of
Uncanny to the eastern morning sun brightly magnificent
Just as the western evening sun falls with grace
The moon could only compare in the setting and reflection of our star
Each gasp disappears yet taken with consent
Breathless with a smile
Blinded with a stare of pleasure in disbelief
Stillness in wonder not paralysis in fear
The combination to open the Pandora box
The key that unlocks the secrets buried beneath
But most of all...
Not words that are soft with subtle meaning
Whatever the word is
As long as it is from the one you wish to hear it from
It will be sweeter than can be imagined
Sweet dreams...
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