Dawning on the face of beauty and.....!!!!

Morning sun and the comfort of cushion bed,

Warm bath followed by the hushed prayer,

have nothing, do nothing, except this room with a view,

the beauty of peace - a guest of our home;

Times will change so does our desire,

Days will run so does our senses,

In the black of our mind the seeds were thrown,

the beauty of love springs at the dawn of white;

The prison of society separates us in cells,

Engulf us with steel and concrete,

Teach us this and that makes it,

the beauty of sacrifice;

Never underestimate our capacity to err,

when we go dirty and deviant,

no matter what the rule is,

the beauty is in the indulgence;

Oh! the dichotomy of head and heart,

the constant struggle between the poles,

that which makes us still,

is the dawning on the face of beauty;