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Poetry by Robert Herbert
Poetry by Robert Herbert
Centerpiece
Beauty permeates the world.
The faint ripples on water’s surface,
Sunlight emerging through and enhancing
The water’s effervescence, increasing its beauty tenfold.
Trees grow, filled root to leaf with functions borne of nature,
Of necessity.
The wind blows through these leaves, these trees,
These shrubberies, all to make the world more vivacious.
Sky lit snows shine and sparkle, a stark, protective blanket
To conserve what beauty these sights have to contribute to the world.
These wondrous wonders are of one type of beauty,
A beauty known to the naked, untrained eye,
Appreciated by all that happen to happen by.
There is another type of beauty, though,
One underground, underappreciated
That occurs to all that put forth the effort to observe it.
A shared moment, the meaning behind the action.
A mother’s embrace, not out of necessity or of superficiality,
But of some unsaid truth, some underlying motivator
That makes the heart explode, burn, impassion.
A gentle smile on the worst of days,
Because you know the difficulty of such a task,
But you do it anyway.
Because why make someone’s day dim and miasmic
When a simple “Fantastic!” can mean so much more,
Affect someone, something, for the better.
This unacknowledged beauty,
The beauty of not seeking acknowledgment,
Is beauty that, when found, can move, motivate, change.
You, my love,
You are the water’s ripples, the light from the trees, the wind,
The eternal effervescence of my life.
You epitomize this external beauty inconceivably.
But you are also an amalgamation,
A culmination of everything good, everything wondrous,
Everything “fantastic”.
You are inner and outer beauty made one, united,
Made eternal in this world we live in.
You are the centerpiece of nature’s brush strokes,
The focal point of beauty, a characterization of it.
You are you, and you are beauty, within and otherwise.
A Second Heaven