Beauty

Beauty is a word that doesn't have a meaning, it can never be defined

Beauty is held in the eye of the beholder, it doesn't have one look

Beauty can be found in pictures, books, visual things, sometimes the mirror

But

Beauty isn't what I see in trashcans that scatter the alley ways in my city

Beauty isn't what I am in the morning before I have my coffee

And it's funny that

Beauty is something that is opinionated, not within itself, no

But within people

Those people who have to sleep on the streets, that's beauty to me

Those old people who have been married forever, that's beauty to me

People who are who they feel that they are on the inside

That's beyond beautiful

Magnifacent

Incredible

It's beyond beauty

Beauty is held in the eye of the beholder

Beauty isn't something you see with the eyes, it is something felt far beyond the heart

Beauty isn't something that has a meaning

It isn't one of those things that can be defined