When Beauty and love finally did collide
hand in hand they walked no more.
Tearing up worlds of faith
because together they broke the lore
and so each walked the earth
in search of either beauty or love.
Beauty glided on the wings of joy
bringing peace to all who saw,
while love flew into the hearts of men
and lit up lives with hope.
The land beauty gazed upon
paradise it became
the ocean, earth, fire and air
grew in magnificience and strenght.
While nature smiled
laughed mankind
for supreme love reigned.
Yet love from beauty
and beauty from love
apart still remained.
So man saw nature with love in his heart
and nature saw the beauty of man,
but neither found the rhythm divine
to unite and be one again.
Legends and myths
were born no more
for from Beauty and Love
they grow.
The history of magic
ceased to be
for magical creatures
could not lure.
A thousand years they walked alone
and beauty without love grew cold.
While love without beauty
saw only suffering and pain
feeling the loss of being whole.
Both heard together the impatient sigh
of a young poet completing her ode
so quietly they slipped
into the pages of her book
and in poetry found their soul.
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