You are beauty
For many skies, men have enskied women
And seen them as I see you now.
You are beauty.
For light years into the future,
Men will gaze at women
And see them as I see you now.
You are beauty.
Poets, ancient and yet to be,
Scribe their theorems to explain you
From the observational support they gather.
You are beauty.
All observations are reflected and rounded
In the curves of your gravity.
In their attempts to explain your light from the surrounding darkness
They are blinded by shadow.
You are beauty.
All beauty,
Ancient, future, present
Shadows are cast only for mortal eyes,
Growing longer as their light fades.
You are beauty.
You did not form, you do not fade
What it was, what it will be, what is
Shadow is absent when all is seen.
I have seen you.
You are beauty.
