Beauty is life’s treasure
Hidden in the bowels of gods.
Spreading herself in thousand arts,
On all the corners of earth.
It is the deity’s immortal wills
Of wonders, extras and miracles.
Treasured than gold and all fading forms,
Given from heaven to missioned mortals.
Lilies and roses are not good enough,
The sun and stars do not shine enough.
Riches and avarice will search in vain,
For none of earth can match the worth.
But even this, is vain.