There is a beauty

Whose measure is not the vulgar scale

Nor its worth assumed in numerous prey


Here is a beauty

That thrills not by mere symmetry

Nor thralls by calculated gestures


It is a beauty

Unscathed through life’s outrages

Nor succumbed to time’s ravages


Untold beauty

Universal value to the point of abrogation

Unestimated value shrouded in ignorance