Beauty and Truth

The flow of eternity
is not for the faint-hearted.
It has to be challenged
by the few
scattered over the Universe,
sharing it all.

The ways of infinity
are not for the humble herds.
They have to be met
face to face,
in devotedness
and isolation.

The words of love
are not to be thrust in public.
They grow deep inside
and become beauty and truth,
with no pity for
those miserable creatures
who cannot appreciate
the spell of the morning
after the magic of the night.