The world bleeds beauty
Leaks it like ink
Into every existing
Atom of things.
The world bleeds beauty
Pulsates and pumps it
And drums it
And thrums it
Like a heart in a body,
Into every existing
Atom of things.
The world breathes beauty
Heaves and release’ it
Fills it and spills it
Like lungs in a body
Into every existing
Atom of Things.
Beauty indelibly saturates airs;
Molecules mate in erotic affairs;
Intangible things are pregnant with weight,
Pregnant with beauty, pregnant with fate.
In mists draping mountains,
Fogs unfurling to clouds;
In gurgling, burbling fountains,
Beauty bends, murmurs, bows.
Beauty clamors and clings
To elusive and tangible things;
Things like dreams that dream,
Dreams that unseam
To spill and fill
Into every existing
Atom of things.
Beauty clings and clamors
To every stagger and stammer
Of bare branches fracturing skies,
Fracturing evil, fracturing lies,
So truth—
Might shine through;
So beauty—
Might shine true.
So truth and beauty—
Might shine through and true.
The world bleeds beauty. We –
drum out its heartbeats.