Beauty...what's it worth to you?
How come so few have so much of it and the rest of us...
Why do we try to define it? How can it be measured?
Internal?
External?
Does the sight of it burn wild and bright enough to cover ugly and sinister successfully?
Is there depth to it and if so, how many fathoms deep?
Naturally occurring patterns and vivid colorations mixed together...how come these mathematics creates such strong emotional feelings?
Can it, being overwhelming, be overcame?
Is it really in the eye of the beholder?
Subjective or objective?
Must we curse those without it?
Nature and genetics evolving into what exactly?
Though it changes chemicals inside the brain, can we balance out the right equation with it - or in spite of it?
Perhaps space can't touch it, but why does time make it rust and whither?
Is it always so fragile?
Why is it considered timeless when it's so short lived?
Can it be forever?
Beauty...what's it worth to you?
