Where Beauty Dwells


There is no way to capture beauty so

That beauty will remain vivid and fresh.

When we have grasped her then her colours fade.

The butterfly awing and one laid low

Are not the same, some essence slips the mesh.

We hold the substance but the life’s gainsaid.

What we possess has lost that inner glow

That made it worth possessing; thus the flesh

Kills when it satisfaction finds, the blade

Dissects and finds no reason for the throe.

What is ineffable will ne’er submit

To cage of words, and clear night’s starry beach

Enchantment breathes because ‘tis out of reach.

Safely beyond our greed doth beauty sit !


Weekly Times     15.7.60