We see beauty in the people we call beautiful.
We say that we find beauty every day,
In a warm embrace, or the grace of a hand,
The outer beauty of a rose, or in a mural of art.
Yet we see beauty as we are, and not how it is.
Beauty is what keeps the moon sailing in the night sky.
Beauty helps the river run until it naturally descends the waterfall.Beauty is the time given to a rose before it withers and dies.