I spent a lifetime chasing beauty
All this time, Beauty eluded me.
I thought I could capture her in a phrase,
Or in a cantabile dolce of one of Mozart’s finest
Beauty remained an an enigma
I would daydream of catching her and holding on
Fascinated with what lay beneath the layers of the golden orb
That I could unravel time, distance, secrets of worlds lost,
And all the mysteries of this life and beyond
Only I found, as I gently peeled back leaf after gilded leaf
That the centre was leaden, hollowed-out ebony,
And within it laid this mortal coil.
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