Shaken

Beauty resounds

Like a gong

An earthquake

An explosion

No thing is left unturned 

Soil loosened

Certainty lost

Restlessness ensues

Confusion 

Why? Why won’t the longing for beauty leave me?

An enticing glance

Eyes dancing towards me

Only to disappear behind a curtain

Laughing

At its own game 

Leaving the seeker 

Bewildered 

Hungry

For more

Where are you going?!

How do you escape my grasp?

A sly smile

“Take my hand.”

Behind the curtain we slip 

Mouth gaping

Eyes flowing

Spirit and body seized 

By fire

This

This is what I come for

This is why I am here

To set the world ablaze 

Consumed

By

Beauty