beauty holds within its boundaries a certain amount of pain
under a mountain of venues that morality asks us to hold.
vanity breeds not far from greed and jealousy — nouns all knit closely together
with satiability and success, fulfillment and happiness.
but beauty. . .
beauty is admired and may come from
anyone’s heart; seen in anyone’s soul.
kindred spirits know that beauty bleeds pain
and they admire and shelter it from the weak and the vain
so that at last it’s revealed to ones who suffer to see
that beauty is kindness
and kindness is free.