True beauty, never changes

Only in our experience that we observe, we may realize

The Sufi’s describe this to see “the face of God“

When the mind can filter and allow us to recognize

It’s one thing to view a beautiful sunset over the ocean

And another to look upon someone you love

One by grace from God

One a relationship as a hand fits into a glove

Are they gifts? 

Or is one a dance?

A recognition?

A happenstance?

Beauty can be found almost anywhere

For those who are blessed to see

Even in the mind of the blind

If you touch, you can feel, if you hear than you too, will be!

You might ask how I come to know this

What doctrine, what Mystic, what Sage do I believe?

I only know in my own experience

When I give of myself I will receive

I am not at the center of the universe

I can see the beauty in helping others in need

The Centurion Longanus, who stuck the spear into Jesus on the cross

Had his sight restored as he watched the Christ bleed

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DCG