TRUE BEAUTY

True beauty

is rarer than a diamond

and more precious than time.

Like the sun in the mist of a evil world,

it inevitably shines.

It is a dying rose bud in a garden of weeds,

but with god as its nourishment,

it blossoms and succeeds

to become divine.

In the face of true beauty

men become weak,

losing their ability

to speak.

Even though it can be seen

it is more than skin deep.

Possessing the ability

to make the strongest of men

smile or weep.

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