I thought beauty was everything, so
i began to search for beauty in everything.
i got so disillusioned that i dismissed
the obvious reality that "all that glitters
is not gold."
I told every Tom, Dick and Harry
"you are beautiful beyond measure."
i raised the hopes of every dame i met
with the golden phrase "you are beauty personified."
But then:
the tides changed and the waves of
my madness began to ebb and fade.
the scales which seemed to have obscured
my perception began to fall away, it was
then i knew that beauty comes to pass away.
This beauty that comes to pass away is not
the beauty that i once thought was everything.
Now i know that to find the beauty that indeed
is everything in everything; is to search deeply
into the depths of the soul of man.