>I was asked to define beauty, I said it's Nature.
>I see the full moon, i see stars at nights telling my future.
>I see sun sets and sun rise, I see the flying vulture.
>The art of man so fine on painting and creative sculpture.
>How beautiful is the beauty!, how natural is the nature
>But I look at thou today, even as I shall look always
>I see the ever-fixed mark of beauty thou owest
>I see thy rosy lips, moulded so flawless
>on thy blushful cheeks I imagine, a butterfly perching whilst thou lay lowest
>Thou art that beauty that pierce man's mind to the deepest
>Thou art that beauty that death angel fears and men seekth.