Such perfect beauty can’t manipulate,
One is not pulled about, on listening,
One hears, and one must truly concentrate,
Engage the mind, no tears glistening,
No need for self absorption, one is still,
And lets technique and knowledge work their charm,
One knows that real beauty lies in skill,
And satisfaction of the mind is balm.
This work is one of gratitude, both prayer
And gift on being free to work in peace,
And demonstrates that art is taking care,
And striving for perfection must not cease,
Despite destruction, death of fellow men,
Art preserved makes all things well again.