Beauty?

You have looked at a river flowing downstream

And mused at its eloquent beauty.

You have seen the sunrise each day

And loved the radiance abound.

You have gazed at blooming flowers

Surrounded by flirtatious, clinging bees—

Watched them buzzy at their activities.

You have appreciated smiles on pretty faces.

You have stared transfixed at the moon—

The ethereal charm all over you.

You have smiled at a napping baby,

Mystified by innocence personified.

You have felt the cool breeze on your face,

Which sways the trees in a rhythmic faze.

You have seen the tide rise and fall,

You have seen hills, big and small.

You have admired beauty in all its splendor.

You have loved roses, soft and tender.

You have rejoiced at the advent of spring,

You have sung and have made many a heart sing.

But never have you mulled over the monotony,

That lies at the helm of all these ethereal beings.

Nature blossoming in all her forms,

Rejuvenated, refreshed— but never afresh.