Beauty

I see a diamond in its roughest form,
Of beauty made worth hundreds of degrees above the average,
Beauty that is tamed from the core hearts of humanity,
An angel made for the struggles of a world filled with only monsters and demons,

I see a rock beneath the Nile river,
Moving swiftly with the gentle breezes that walk the face of the earth,
The pain felt from the flowers in the beauty of the garden of Eden,
I see a lonely Adam with a world filled with Eves and venomous snakes,

Beauty is what you are defined to be,
Though you kneel and stretch your legs as wide as the universe may go,
You hate yourself enough to notice the beauty never stolen,
As they, who walk like gods, wrap you with tin foil covering what you are,
The beauty of a God willingly loving you enough to know your existence.