Beauty

is not something that you buy in the aisles of drug stores,

Or (cosmetic) surgeries,

Or anywhere,

In fact.

Beauty is a feeling, deep within;

A slow over-flowing surge

That lifts and burns and Devours

With subtlety.

True Beauty is the essence of life itself.

Show me a living being and I’ll show you Beautiful.

Because when you feel that surge within

All of without is moved by it.

Beauty is the light that guides your eyes,

The waves that open your ears,

The nerves that soften your skin.

Beauty is that which feels.

We all want beauty.

But it’s in our desire to own it

That we lose sight

Of the one and only place

It can be found:

Within.

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