The beauty of a sparkling star filled sky,
A ruby red rose opening in bloom,
A radiant ruddy roseate dawn ,
Fill one with awe, and pose the question why?
Beauty ravishes and destroys men's gloom,
A stepping stone to God, and why we're born,
To love the creator of such beauty,
And devotion becomes an easy duty.
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