David Taylor

(3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)

Beauty, Do Not Go.


Beauty how may I discern you more clearly?
In nature you abound
in delicate wings and petals
transporting me on the air
that displays you, oh so fair.

In faces of granite rock
with marbled streaks that flow
as softly as gentle creeks
and make me marvel at their show.

Beauty in such a simple form
with symmetry, or non at all,
those graceful lines delineate
that beauty which is innate.
In the colours of the sky
with formless clouds, lit and lithe,
beauty is displayed, and cannot hide.

The stars that sparkle in the night
a moon shining, silver bright,
all with beauty that delights.
Oh beauty where is found your perfect form
that in sun or rain or storm
is always giving, with uplifting grace?

Beauty where were you born,
and can you ever die?
That beauty which from earth to sky
and in the heavens passing by
lends a sense of awe and wonder,
to a weary eye.

Beauty, if you should ever go,
please take me with you,
do not leave me here alone.
Without you what would be this life,
but dark and ugly strife.

Submitted: Friday, February 08, 2008

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  • Anita Atina (2/16/2008 2:17:00 PM)

    David, This is a song of beauty that makes love to life itself, in its myriad forms.
    If this poem were a sculpture, it would definitely be one of Michaelangelo's fluid beauteous works.
    Cheers,
    Anita (Report) Reply

  • JoAnn McGrath (2/8/2008 7:51:00 AM)

    OH you did it again David....your words are beauty here...and without your words this page would be blank and so alone (Report) Reply

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