Poetry

Beauty’s Burden (The Peony’s Tale)

Such a burden is beauty sublime!
See how the great weight of it
drives the peony’s face to the
grass for the ants to devour
Thousands crawling along her
perfect alabaster petals
to feast on the sweetest part
of her fleeting youth and when
they are done she soon ages
and dies
Deemed useless

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