
BEAUTY
See beauty is a variable,
In a formula called perspective.
I see it in the smiles of children…
The awe of a crimson sunset.
Emphasizing the ultra v. rays.
In the fluttering breeze,
As it swings by the ocean front.
Or magnificently beneath the water surface.
Sloshing, shining and rightfully so.
Beauty punctuates the laughs;
The pleasant racket of healed souls.
It overcomes me in the lyrics,
Of that genius sonnet so sweet.
Reveals itself in the instruments,
Plucked so tenderly, so skillfully.
Beauty is the rhythm,
of a Life well lived.
A Life harmonizing love and care.
Whilst tenderness its chorus.
Beauty is in the moment,
That moment- and oh we know it.
When everything slows down,
to a freeze frame and Beauty amplifies.
The significance of time.
The joy of living in the moment,
That we should, while we have it,
Enjoy the glory.
That we should, while we have it,
Enjoy the company.
That we should, while we have it,
Enjoy the time,
We have been so ridiculously spoilt with.
That when Life seems anything but Beautiful,
We are wearing the wrong acuity.
I see beauty in you my dear,
That grin you harbor along criminally.
The infectious upbeat attitude you adorn…
Effortlessly. Gracefully.
I see the beauty in your physique,
In your eyes, they glitter...
I see Beauty alot around me…
But is there Beauty in me?
~M.Babu~