1. What can beauty do
if there are no takers,
But only lookers and onlookers,
hooked on the gaze.When taken,
beauty awakens,As a pocket park in the city
displays more beauty,
For the gray around it,
and the cares within.2.
Take beauty on a holiday
every day but payday.Pay her, on that day,
with the bounty of a touch.
And call back the eternal form
from its vacation in a milder clime.Then lay your hands down,
lower your gaze,
Quiet your mind,
Watch beauty recede,
to the size of a dime.Slip to where all forms sleep,
Keep watch,
If beauty awakens,
tell her to sleep,
If you awaken,
remember,
There are no place to go,
or appointments to keep.When there is no thinking
or dreaming,
The form world ceases,
and formlessness streams in,no more masters,
disasters,
misanthropy,
philanthropy,Only a brush stroke,
a blush,
finally,
a hush.
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from Conceal, Reveal, Anneal - 1998 Poems
by Paul L. Dolinsky
Copyright 1998 Paul L. Dolinsky
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