Beauty: Beatitude

Beauty is blessedness, euphoria

When life unveils her holy face

A soft whispering, speak in our spirit,

The eternity gazing itself in a mirror

It glows with pure tints of varying hues

It shall rise with the dawn from the east

A lock of angels forever in flight

Exulting beauty descends from centered

And from errant sphere

Balmy nectar glows,

Its enchantment entices the bosom

Come! See the breezy dome of groves,

At its fountain quench the thirst

Of magic thrall