The Recognition of Beauty Is the Remembrance of God

When you are captured
By that thing that takes you under,
Look for beauty
It will ransom you.

And when you find
Even a snatch of it...
In the leafless branch, reaching for sky
Or the simple grasses, describing the wind,
Then,
By quick inhale,
Take it in and be restored.

At each re-capture
Win your own release by this method;
Find beauty ~ the emancipator of the Soul.