The Beauty of Depth

The beauty of depth is
depth of beauty
beauty aims for depth
and depth for beauty

Depth without beauty
is a dry, lonely travel
under the cloudless sun
in the agony of a cavil

Beauty without depth
is a ballerina dancing
in the stream of life
searching for that man
without a wife

Depth climbs the balcony
to the door of the heart
only beauty has the answer
and the welcoming part

Two different paths
mingling at last
to be one
by dismissing their past

When beauty finds depth
there is death
of the mournful dove
then, what is born
is called love

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