Glimpses of beauty

[Authors Note : Again, this poem just came to be while I was sitting on my table pondering at 3:00 AM tonight. I guess I have not been very sleepy these days, mostly I sleep in the morning. Well, It talks about beauty and how it drastically effects us.]

Glimpses of beauty
is what keeps me alive
is what keeps me going
what makes me strive !

That little touch , and slight nudge
at the strings of my heart
lets me know I am alive
Gives me the hope to thrive

For, without emotion
and without love
Man is but a brute
that fucks eats and dies

Glimpses of beauty
nourish my soul
gives me strength
and makes me whole !