Sonnet: All Things Are Beautiful Poem by Dr John Celes

Be it a mountain or a little mount,
Be it a hillock or a mighty hill,
Be it a waterfall or little fount,
There is much beauty that a heart can fill!

The size or color does not matter much;
The place or face of things isn’t important;
Beauty depends on the observer’s touch,
Of being lured in ways significant.

Each artist knows the value of his heart;
The Potter knows the price of every pot;
All things have beauty innate or in part;
There is a world within a single dot!

The state of mind and exposure matters;
The careless observer always falters.

7-19-2002