The Beautiful
by James Vollbracht, Bozeman, M
If you
are not as Beautiful
in this moment
as you will ever be,
when shall you ever be
Beautiful?
If you and I
are not as Beautiful
in this moment
as we will ever be,
when shall we ever be
Beautiful?
All of life
responds to the
immeasurable
power of Beauty;
but who has the courage
to proclaim themselves
to be
the Beautiful Sun
of God?
Who is it,
amid the flash
of thunder
and the roar
of lightning
that rages
through our world,
who can drink nakedly
from the Fountains
of Beauty
unashamed?
At the end
of this life
our regrets will not be
our sins.
No, never our sins.
Our regrets will be
the Beauty
we withheld
from ourselves
and others.
We have
been made
so afraid of our sins
and so ashamed
of our Beauty
that we have come
to believe
only a miracle
could change
our lives.
And yet
there is a bridge
to Beauty
that is known.
It is found
in the curl of a wave,
in the silent glance
between two eyes,
in a touch, a brush
of a hand
upon the cheek.
These are the eternal
moments
of our lives.
The Great Secret
is not that
one day we shall
awaken from
the dream of life
and suddenly
be transformed.
The Great Secret
is that we are already
the Beautiful;
and when we see
the Beauty
within another,
it awakens
the Beautiful
within ourselves.
Stop, here, now.
Take my hand,
we have not far
to go;
for this path
is already known.
Let us walk
over the bridge
of Beauty together
and gaze into
the deep well
of life,
seeing all that
has transpired.
And with tears
of joy
and whispers
of remembrance,
we will
travel into
the Beautiful
and beyond.
