The Beauty Within

The Beauty Within

A Story by Bunny
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A story of love, were one can not judge about the outside but the inside.

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" The Beauty Within"



 The stream that flows so effrotless over the rocks she wades out peering into the stream picking out some choice pepples.

Leanning against a moss covered log, she examines her treasures as she her treasures as she listens to the softness of the

stream, and the soft breeze running through the trees. Wishing she was educated to what kind of pebbles she had made her treasures.

She daydreams of there beauty, and how far they have traveled. Apon closer examination she see's there beauty.

 Knowing she is like the pebbles. From a distance, in a crowd looking rather plain, but apon closer examination one can see the

beauty. Her zest for life. Her passion the she willingness to give. The ability to love deeper than the oceans. Looking past one's 

flaws to truely see them. She wonders if there is anyone for her who will let her to unleash all the love she has to give.

Wondering if she will ever feel the wonderful flames of love from another. As she wonders this, she is startled by the preasance of 

a strangers preasence. As he looks apologizing for the intrussion, they peer in into each other's eyes. What intoxicating eyes

he has she thinks to herself. He thinks the same about her. Seeing no fear in her eyes he asks about the peppbles she has laid out infront 

of her.Not knowing what the pebbles are, she simplely says I am looking at there beauty. Seeing the perplexed look on his face, she

asks if he would like to see them more closely. He tolk them from her examining them more closely. With a look of surprise on his

face of the beauty of each one. She says softly, you see it? They begin talking about the story of each pebble. Both listening to 

eachother, and the sound of the stream, and the breeze blowing in the trees. They talk well into the day talking about this 

and that.They both reach down at the same time reaching for the same pebble. There there hands touch, igniting a spark between

them. As the leave parting ways they tell eachother until tomarrow to descover the beauty with in them.

© 2012 Bunny


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