The Impression On Beauty.-To Mamta Sudha Kullu
Beauty has her own grace,
As beauty herself emancipates.
Amidst the panorama of visual flow,
Beauty by her divine virtue emits the glow.
Beauty tunes the voice,
And peeps as flower in the face,
And flags her victory in the heart,
The Divine in beauty impels its art.
When Beauty visits, the truth awakens,
The bigger Being in us rises with luminous sense!
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When Beauty visits, the truth awakens, The bigger Being in us rises with luminous sense Verily, beauty enlightens the soul as eternity belongs to it. Loved reading and commenting I invite you to read my poems