What is Beauty?
Does it not lie in the depth of thinking?
One who carefully observes the dust,
Thus sees the shine in it.
They recycle things from the waste.
When the baby is born,
They pick the human placenta,
And try to utilize the stem cells.
The lotus sprouts out
Like a magnificent being in front,
Their eyes still follow
How they’re latched on the roots of mud.
Why for it to submerge in the dirty river water is important,
To miraculously re-bloom the next day.
What is that puts them through these thoughts?
Does it not arise from their beautiful perception?
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