Beauty And You

Beauty
Reality
Ownership of identity
Once crowned
Anger was reserved
For foolish thoughts
Held a stance
I pleased myself
And formed the birth
Of Strength
That held my voice in place
Released to the outside
Instinct built reason
A bushland
Stories and evidence
Showed insignificance
When a soul roamed as free as the mind
Endangered
It was found on a journey
Instinct spoke
Presence pursued the truth
And beauty was the result of you