POETRY: BEAUTY LIES WITHIN THE EYE

While the world dies
with my heart inside
and my senses disappear
for so little love,

the flame of your love
wakes me up from the darkness
and our souls become one
fighting all battles, winning all sadnesses


2

Whispering winds howl through the twisted banyon trees,
ogling a sound of harmony.
As hypnotic as the wind, the waves caress the shore
rolling in like a mini thunder storm.
The peaceful sky sparkles with shimmering glitters
and echoing sounds of seabirds perform their ritual love calls.
As he glances down the white sandy shore,
an image of pure light emerges.
Like the wind she moves with grace,
his heart begins to pulse and pound off rhythm.
He can no longer hold his posture and focus his thoughts.
Conflict within his soul begins to erupt,
his mind begins to race searching for words
and the courage that would enable him to move
towards this angel from heaven.
Beautiful, brown eyes focus towards him
like a blow from a hammer, he is leveled by her beauty.
Gasping for words from deep in his soul
he murmurs HELLO!
A smile forms from her lips that stretch across her face
and with the voice of a harp, she replies HELLO!
The wall he built around his heart collapses,
never was this to happen, for he was doomed to never love again


3

Beauty kissed me
with the strength of a thousand suns
O if I could only capture her in the naked dawn
 for all eternity,
Then Beauty would always be with me
like a passionate stream that forever runs
 into the deep blue sea
Why come upon me so quickly, O silent night?
I'll endure thy treachery til the coming bright,
 and thy clouds be defeated
My eyes shall labor in thee
 until they are treated from thy blight
Walk with me O stars of the night-
Wait! there beyond the eastern shore...
 is that the break of daylight
coming across the waves of ancient dreams?
And there! in front, Beauty riding on a beam.


4

Beauty lies within the eye
it appears in an instant
and cannot be denied
True Beauty appears
with no one knowing
and can be seen
with only one showing

It doesn't matter
what's worn
or if it's torn

It doesn't matter
what's on the face
or if it has grace

And it doesn't matter
If it's physically fit
or in a wheelchair pushed around a bit

But what matters is the heart within
what matters is... with it you win
What matters is
That in this moment in time
you can't and shouldn't waste time
for true Beauty you find
may not last forever
but constantly drifts
and lands never