“Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.”
— John Keats, Ode On a Grecian Urn
The Benevolent Colonization of Beauty
I’m held in a spell by a higher craft
Of odes, villanelles, and cream daffodils,
Enchanting me with the realm of the Fae
That retells a tale that has left me daft.
There is a deeper magic that unveils
The work of God that draws your breath away.
This arrow of longing has pierced within,
Wounding me to be wakened by wonder.
My soul is now bleeding from stabs of joy
Where the traces of beauty kiss my skin;
I’m swept up with bliss and taken under
In this sweet surrender I dare employ.
It’s beauty that charmed my heart with wooing,
Imprisoned me with an enchanted myth
That has unfettered my flesh from faint truth;
Now, I know beauty is worth pursuing.
Rhapsody blooms because it’s You I’m with,
Nurturing me in Elfland since my youth.
Beauty has cloaked this world in sweet splendor,
Every inch is sacred; nothing mundane.
Wonder-filled poets like Keates, Donne, and Guite
You have inflamed their minds to engender
Poetry that will express and explain
In You, all souls are imbued with delight.
The featured image is courtesy of Julie Jablonski and is used with her kind permission for Cultivating.
Rob Jones is a poet, musician, and two-time # 1 Amazon Bestselling author. His
literary accomplishments include two books of poetry, two children’s books, and
a new adult romance novel. He enjoys reading, working out, attending church,
and getting lost in a movie. If he is not writing books and performing music, you
can find him spending valuable time with his wife and family.
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