strikes me as superfluous
Beauty.
Look around;
Light, colors, temperature,
and patterns too ornate
to recreate by free hand. Living proof.
I take it in too deep, bury stars under dust
And as ugly as I try
a mote may hope
to grow out of it.
Illustration from Patrick Moore's Watcher of the Stars in 16th century[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
Illustration from Patrick Moore's Watcher of the Stars in 16th century[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.