Beauty at Last is Beauty Forever
that is to say it grows abundantly
never has reason or season for war
averts its eyes in hours of Terror
does not countenance betrayal or Fear
but deals duplicitous with Death Vengeance
Outwits it then Goofs Off, Takes a Shower
The water falls plentiful in repose
It hastens to waken its guide Spirit
Bring me my Verses, October is here
that once and again having passed returns
formed in its gestation novitiate
looking back at gestation months’s ash
what it cannot redeem merely Vanished
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