“What Beauty Is (To The Geometrist)”

The Beauteously Brainy Bard

What beauty is (to the geometrist),
is the shape of the Golden Ratio!
Beauty is courage, the defiant fist
of a protector fear can't overthrow.

 

Beauty, likewise, is a prince's sworn vow,
to defend his city, child, and lady-lover.
What beauty is, is the King, who can show
Paris forgiveness (for treason discover'd).

 

What beauty is not, is false beauty cover'd
by artifice and soft, insincere light;
what beauty is not, is false show uncover'd,
displayed, and flaunted, wirelessed day and night.

 

What beauty is, ultimately, is your face:
which even shames Helen of the Trojan race.

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  • Tony36

    Love it



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