Beauty

Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder

It is held in the heart of the oppressed

Of those wronged by fate

And cast out by the powerful

Beauty is the absence of power

Beauty is not the sun on a rainy day,

but the thunder that comes first

It's the arrow of cupid that strikes you, even when you only appreciate the flowers you lay your eyes on when it hits

Beauty is love

Not the cuddling

Not the kissing

Not the touching

Beauty is the lack of sleep from snoring

And the battle for forgiveness when mistakes are made

Beauty is the paint left behind on your fingers after a masterpiece is created

The hard work behind what is held by the eye of the beholder

Reviews

[Kieta!]

"Beauty is the lack of sleep from snoring" haha so true. Great job!