of glory was the construction
they put upon it and so lived
the miracle of every day
in a profound happiness
almost inconceivable today
which was to them a natural thing
the beautiful part about beauty
that one doesn’t have to think
about it and the relief
not to feel contempt or sourness
to unite must be the destiny
of all things and people
and yet one feels sad
for the loss of sorrow
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