Universal love for is like a rose,
whose fragrance spreads all across
As the wind blows, its fold grows,
withering, the petals too, it throws.
Nature is a thoughtful creation
beautiful and worthy of adulation.
It is not the fruit of an idle vocation
but a diligent and artful celebration.
As the joy of a mindful creation,
beauty is the heart’s elation.
The soul is truly more beautiful
then the bodily incarnation.
The soul can craft a body
shaping it like a work of art.
One just needs to choose a passion
to shape a soul’s expression.
Even a non-permanent action
may leave that impression,
that wins over a shape’s beauty
is a deed done in the line of duty.
It is that kindness rare
springs from a moment of care,
It is goodness alone
that can heal a groan.
It is the love that binds us all
the universal bond I must say
inspires us to be good
in a kind and beautiful way.