Copyright 2009 by William R. Mistele. All rights reserved.





Beauty is a most remarkable thing.

To taste it is to fly with divine wings.

When its light fills you eyes,

You see sights hidden from the wise.

When it touches your skin,

You are freed of all sin.

And if it ever should anoint you,

Its cool, soothing tenderness flowing through you,

Then all that you have ever lost is again found

And impossible hopes and dreams

Will soon come around.