Poems 
by
Wilson Ogg
Beauty We look together at the setting sun Whose fading glow reflects the handgrip of the heavens With beauty unspoiled by illusion which unifies our souls rejuvenates our common spirit. We accept the tender and grasp the hevens In our merger with beauty we part with illusion the burden of our separateness ceases In the bright glare of our fusion We lose ourselves but gain pinnacles beyond horizons unseen. In our touching, we capture a moment unveiling the nakedness of beauty a moment that contains within itself an allness that arises from the constant death and birth of consciosness In nourishing ourselves with our captured moment beauty becomes one with us.