BEAUTY
How does a person know what beauty is
Is it the way we dress
Our make up
Our hair
Or just the way we see each other
Beauty comes in many disguises
Wearing masks
Costumes
Veils
Camouflages
But our wolves
Never come in costumes
Veils
Disguises
They are for real
Actual
Physically
Factual
Tangible
Existent
There is nothing unreal
They are so surreal
Without being
Strange
Weird
Odd
Or dreamlike
They are fantastic
Nothing bizarre
Or ordinary about them
Just take one long good look
What are you seeing?
What do you see?
A mysterious being
Unfathomable being
Enigmatic being
Or just a wondrous Wolf
In his own coat
No fake
No false identity
Just purely and simply
A beauty out in the open
How can we compare his beauty with all that surrounds
us?
There is no comparison
He is the light that shines forth
Onwards
Forwards
And beyond
This realm of Mother Earth
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
4th July 2014, 2012
All Rights Reserved
Taken from the book of poems
(c) Pure Essence Within
(c) Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
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