Beauty Absent Truth

Oh! Image, reflected

As on tidal pool

Ephemeral, fleeting perfection

Epitome of beauty

Power and intelligence

I look upon your countenance

And feel complete

The highest realization

Of humanity

Nay

Godlike

In splendor and humility

Gentle breezes animate you

Golden sun illuminates your majesty

To contemplate you

Is but the briefest glimpse of the Divine

Then

The unyielding waves crash ashore

Impeaching your existence

Obliterating, draining you in an instant

Leaving only the imperfect model

Upon which you were based

Foul, vile, twisted

Comprised of the conceit your reflection masked

And the corruption which formed you

Could I recast

Your picture once more

I should once again ponder your magnificence

But the oceans, I control not

Nor the light

Only my needs and desires

Fueled in imagination

Lacking in reality

‘Tis only indulgence

And lowly vanity

Absent substance and significance

When time has passed

And you are recognized as the dark shadow you were

Perhaps then we shall be served

By Integrity

Justice

And Truth

For Beauty, absent Truth

Is neither

By Mike Turner

From: United States

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