Beauty Poem by Patrick Dennis

Beauty



Skin and bone - the epitome of beauty -
display all that is loveable to the flat-on
roving mechanism of my dimensional eye.

The saints may pray, I think, for me:
God give him second sight to see
with blind touch and hooded eye
into a region beyond the retina, into the abyss
of blinding light and transforming fire.

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