Beauty

By Carl Brennan
(BlueShine)

January 17, 1997

Beauty sleeps at Heaven's gate,
Curled around the feet of Fate,
Purring softly, lying in wait
Till eve reveals her glorious state.

For when the dawn of dusk she spies,
She'll don dear sunset's splendid skies,
Drift down to Earth amid our sighs,
And strike with awe our mortal eyes.