Beauty And Love
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Two in one I see together,
Like charms of a flower,
Meeting free of arrogance,
Like color and fragrance,
Of a beautiful rose,
So near, so close.
Sometimes I think,
Their unity is a link,
Between worship and duty,
Love and beauty,
Are His servants and friends,
The world needs them and their mends.
Sometimes I say,
To my mortal clay,
Love is beauty in itself,
Put the rest on the shelf,
Love and love and only love,
Beauty and charms of a peace making dove.
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