Love Poem: Beauty
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Written by: Steve Harvell

Beauty

What is it but that of one's soul 
Beauty in love of one's heart 
To breathe life freely 
Skies blue, birds flying 
Dark nights of the soul 
Travels of the mind 
Beauty, its tone of elegance 
Beating of heart's desires 

What be it there of us 
Except that to which aren't human 
It is only in depth 
Beauty's love, bitter sweet 
Trees bloom,land turns green 
Seasons come and go 
So does beauty of one's soul 

Circle of steps we find love 
We find tears in death 
Beauty we find in many forms 
Love the same even in hate 
But beauty is knowing good 
Even in face of diversity 
For beauty is you,us in many forms 
Beauty, it's what turns the world