On a summertime paradisiac dawn,
Aphrodite - the Queen of fractals,
The one baptising all beings with
A baby smell,
Is standing by a mirror,
Reflecting the charm of a universe
Of shapes and names.
The perfection of the oceanic waves,
The tender oscillations of piano keys,
The exotic dance of the leaves tickled by the wind,
All are unceasingly born
In one of her breaths.
Priceless jewels she displays and offers,
Comfortable garments retain her softness
She is the richness of the sensorial realm,
The Mother of life moving
On the ground.
She pleads to this mirror, to portrait
Her innermost precious diamond
That one which everything
Has ingrained in its existence
The non-fractal Heart of hearts.
Absorbed now in the murmur of silence
Floats in the ease-ness of no mind,
Nurtured by the absence of time,
Melting in the tapestry of ether,
Realises here are no treasures to be sold,
Merging with the vacuity of the Self,
Sees the Beauty of the Heart,
In the Heart of Beauty.
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty, heart, metaphysical, self discovery
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