Grace is a gate to my religion
It builds the highway to clarity
And art of self gratification
That I seek in immortality.

Beauty is a faith of survival
That heart can see it first
It is daily nourishment
Eternal water we mortal thirst.

Everything has a form of elegance
Nature is clothed in divine silk
Nothing remains ever the same

But love for beauty in the eyes of the meek.

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