"Treasures of Life" Uncommon

A thing of beauty rare and true,

A treasure set up by only a many,

A rock shining bright and clear,

A sight that takes down all fear.

A rose of red, a lily pure,

A song that is heard and can appeal,

A evening on a downtime's dusk,

A moment that we'll always believe.

A love that is pure and true and strong,

A fellowship that will last life long,

A bond that won't fade down,

A love that is rare and then to stay.

A smile that lights up darkest night,

A touch that makes everything feel right,

A laugh that echoes through the land,

A joy that is truly hard to find.

A rare and precious thing is this,

A treasure we mustn't miss, For in this world of pain and strife,

A thing of beauty brings new life.

So let us hold it close and dear, For in this world, it's each too rare,

And let us cherish every day, For in this world, it's then to stay.

A thing of beauty, rare and true,

A diamond in a field of dew,

A plum that lies beneath the swells,

A treasure that ever stays.

A thing of wonder, pure and bright,

A star that shines in darkest night,

A rainbow's colors, bold and true,

A thing of beauty, rare and new.

A thing of magic, rare and true,

A want that comes to me and you,

A dream that takes us to the skies,

A thing of beauty, rare and wise.

A thing of love, rare and true,

A heart that beats and feels for you,

A bond that lasts for all of time,

A thing of beauty, rare and sublime.

A thing of peace, rare and true,

A calm that comes and sees us through,

A sanctuary, safe and sound,

A thing of beauty, rare and set.

A thing of stopgap, rare and true,

A light that shines and guides us through,

A unborn bright, a brighter day,

A thing of beauty, rare and gay.

A thing of grace, rare and true,

A touch that soothes and sees us through,

A kindness, warm and genuine,

A thing of beauty, rare and serene.

A thing of faith, rare and true,

A belief that all will come to you,

A trust that is strong and smooth,

A thing of beauty, rare and smooth.

A thing of beauty, rare and true,

A treasure that's ours to pursue, So let us seek it every day, And in our hearts, it'll ever stay. For in this world, there's so important pain, And fear and anguish we must sustain, But in the midst of all this strife,

A thing of beauty brings new life. So let us hold it close and dear, For in this world, it's each too rare, And let us cherish every day, For in this world, it's then to stay.

Suresh Natarajan