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The Beauty Statement
The purple blooms of my garden
To inhibit here, they prayed I believe
The pale green bushes, contrast
Filling every sight that fell on them
Beaming in purple against the blue
Swallow the Sun to stage their show
In the silence, they speak the truth
Adore the present they pass through
Deep from the heart, they do part
About the honest Time that departs
As they sway make many tunes
Blend with the breeze unnoticed
Multi-stained wings hang around
Flattering words to be buzzed aloud
Tiny raindrops texture the scene
Those slender petals shiver to fall
Crazy grass blades smile to pose
For the beauty statement, I record!