The Beauty Inside

If beauty is just skin deep,
Then what about within;
Is it all a corrupted heap,
Filled with filth and sin.

None of us really knows,
The inner most thoughts;
As a wandering mind goes,
Actually how far it trots.

Some may walk in a hallway,
That has some tempting lures;
And causes a person to stray,
When they open up the doors.

Others may resist such a path,
Because of what they fear;
And rather not face the wrath,
For values they hold so dear.

When hearts and minds abide,
With our Almighty God;
Then beauty is also inside,
When they honor and laud.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer

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