What endures Beauty like the coming dawn ?
The Herald of Heaven’s lamp for bright day,
Gilded lustre to the Soil Nature spawned ,
The dawning of Spring and the Blossoms of May.
The Perfume of the fields on the warm air,
With Butterflies dancing upon nearby Green ,
The Soul of Nature in these fruits to share,
The Ideal of Creation gladly seen.
The late Moon with all silken drapery laid,
Cover the Trees and Moor with Spectral light ,
To clarity the Earth by Brook and Glade,
Where Desolation and Bliss so evenly unite .
But this Beauty is Eternal and will not wane,
Your Bloom will Wilt;
But in the Heart remain.
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Author:
Kevin Hulme (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As we get older, People may lose their Beauty to the tide of Ageing: But the Heart remains the same.
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Perhaps we go so fast and forget life in the slow lane and the beauty that it contains, that’s where age resides it would seem. Thanks for sharing this evocative verse!
As always Thank you for Reading and your Comment.
Like; and you’re welcome 🙏🏻
I think it makes you have a quiet reflection on your life, i enjoyed the read, Thank you
Thank you . My Pleasure.
You are very welcome
All living things die. It is a natural process, bloom and decay. There is beauty in decay too. I have seen it. Beautifully penned lines. Enjoyed.
Happy you enjoyed it.
It always makes the Process of doing these Poems that more worthwhile.
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