Beauty is pure

Beauty and purity are equal

Yet there is only One who is pure 

There is no sequel

Oh! people have tried to fasten an image

And often felt it was so true and sure

But in the end it crumbled and caused people to be timid 

Beauty and the beast cannot compete

Images like mirrors soon crack they are not pure

In the heart of the people the beast will soon take a back seat 

The volcano is bubbling up

The beast is trying his hardest to endure

While he offers to all his death cup

Some will drink the death cup

Other will follow the light and be reassured 

And will soon drink the grace cup 

The beast will wallow and wilt in his pride 

Everything about him is impure

Everything about him is cracking and he wants to hide

 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Your faith shines through. A splendid poem...:)..........

[Honey-Bee]

Thanks Sami!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................