My Poetry. The Realm Of Beauty.

In the vibrant realm of beauty, let these words unfold,
A poem crafted to capture its essence, deep and untold.
For beauty resides in every form and vibrant hue,
From the immense grandeur of nature to the soul that is true.

Behold the rising sun, with its glorious, golden rays,
Painting the vast morning sky in a breathtaking blaze.
The rich hues of the sunset, a masterpiece divine,
A symphony of brilliant colours that gracefully entwine.
In the soft, gentle petals of a blooming flower,
Beauty naturally blossoms with each passing hour.
The delicate, airy dance of a butterfly's flight,
A fleeting, fragile moment of sheer, pure delight.

But beauty, my friend, is truly more than what we see,
It lies in the tranquil depths of your spirit, wild and carefree.
It is found in kindness and boundless love, in compassion and grace,
A genuine smile that can light up the darkest space.
It lives in the laughter of a small child, innocent and pure,
In the quiet wisdom of age, steadfast and forever sure.
It echoes in the melodies that touch our very core,
And in the stirring art that moves us, forevermore.

So let us celebrate beauty, in all its countless forms,
Embrace its constant presence, and weather any storms.
For this grace is a gift that enriches all our days,
A constant reminder of life's wonders, in a thousand ways.
In the vast tapestry of existence, intricately woven with care,
Beauty whispers softly, through the gentlest air.
So open your receptive heart, and let it be your guide,
For true, lasting beauty, my friend, is found deep inside.

© William Sinclair Manson 2025