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Beauty lies between you and you and eye and eye
Do not compare beauty,
For it resides in all,
Try if you will,
But a slave to the mind you shall be.
To compare a dandelion to a lily,
And to say the lily is of greater beauty
Is a sin we often see.
The dandelion is everywhere to be seen,
But it is not picked from the ground on a whim.
A weed, it was labeled in those grown-up minds,
Minds, which have been weeded through time.
The same minds which cut lilies from the ground,
And stare as they wonder ‘how sad that beauty dwindles down’.
They let their thoughts haunt them,
And get trapped in the world around them.
The truth masked as lies of the eyes.
The dandelion and lily,
When left to be,
Dance in the wind with such beauty,
Free.
Compare beauty and you'll eclipse your sun's light,
And because you only know the stars
That come to life when they die,
You'll have to wait for the dandelion to fly,
Specking light in your darkened mind's eye.
Explain beauty and you'll stay for eternity,
Trying to capture infinity.
Only then will you look into the stilling river,
And cry from the open wounds you hide.
Bandaging your reflection, you try.
Only when it drowns in the murky crinkling water,
Do you realize
That the stars won't offer the same blinding light,
And the darkness has given you sight.
Your comparisons’ prism lives only in your eyes,
But it travels down your stem,
Like a Serpent,
Coiling around your breath,
With your tongue,
Sharper than the air of death,
Shedding words you've been fed.
Like the grey,
Settling deep within your Soul,
And the shade,
That makes you feel whole.
Perhaps you'll try to save the mirrored water,
But as you thrash about in infinity,
Do not break stems anymore.
Instead cut the chains keeping you shackled to the shore.
Still, as you roam free,
Do not forget to remember,
(Infinity said while knocking at eternity’s door)
A rigid mind leads to a life lived hollow,
But do dip into the mind’s eye knowingly,
For the strongest light casts the darkest shadow.
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