Dr. Antony Theodore
Beauty Is So Ancient And So New. - Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore
In the vision of the beautiful,
Reality reveals itself.
Beauty is so ancient and so new.
is within me.
But I fail to seek the Eternal
living in me.
Futile I seek for the Beauty outside,
frustrated I return.
In moments of deep meditation
I tend to cry out:
“You were always with me
But I was not with you”.
I fall then in prostration
lost in a glorious adoration.
God looks at me
God smiles now.
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