THIS IS BEAUTY
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Arriving like a shy boy
in the presence of a girl he loves,
I come to you and you to me:
as a green light in the shadow of trees
kisses the ground,
as the blue light of stones caresses them.
You walk in the coral hues
reflected from your own spirit.
Bees hum around you
as if your body were the stalk
of a blue corn flower;
your hair the petals of wild daisies.
Everywhere we walk there is light.
It is God's delicacies at work.
This is beauty.
Image by Wassily Kandinsky
Poem © Blake Steele 1995