Fugue for Beauty




Beauty has no contrasts

becoming always is

No shadows over lawns cast

such longing is not missed


Emergence has no comparison

Its arrival fills the air

Always just beginning

Outside and beyond compare


So in the middle is the future,

my past and present as well

The cause and effect computer

Can die and go to the hell.



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