Irrepressible beauty

The beauty of your soul
transcends reality
to prove our senses wrong
and all reality a senseless lie
for us to fool around with
and beguile ourselves to death,
which, also part of our reality,
is just another bothersome deception;
while the soul’s eye only knows the truth,
which usually appears too good
to be believed in,
wherefore we repress it;
but I’ll never be deceived by beauty,
recognizing it to worship
in whatever form it takes,
emerging and appearing everywhere,
but truest in the human soul,
which, when granted our attention,
outshines all the beauty
even of reality.