Karl Stuart Kline
Beauty - Poem by Karl Stuart Kline
Beauty comes and beauty goes,
Like the Ocean, it ebbs and flows
But the truest beauty can be seen
When mind is sharp and Vision keen.
If you look to your horizon
And your Sight can look beyond
Then truest beauty will you find,
For I can touch you with my mind!
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