Beauty

The beauty is there every day

but sometimes it just hides away;

it hides from worlds that can’t believe,

it hides from folk who can’t conceive

of beauty with no earthy reasons;

of beauty greater that the Seasons.

But still it shines on every day;

that beauty will never go away.

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About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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