Perpetually restless, <br />The eyes cannot see <br />Or appreciate any <br />Beauty, properly. <br /> <br />So with the mind's pace. <br />The eye of the soul needs <br />To rise up in tranquility, <br />To look past ruffles and lace. <br /> <br />Into beauty's soul, <br />Taste its nectar <br />And inhale its fragrance, <br />Then be caressed by <br />A rainbow of calm. <br /> <br /> <br />A co-production by <br />Fay Slimm <br />and <br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-quiet-mind-3/
