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What is this thing called beauty, that lifts our heart and sets our soul on fire, that bid us not to leave yet is so fleeting. What is this thing called beauty, that captures our eyes, embracing us in a glow that wraps us in a moment of solitude and ecstasy. What is this thing called beauty, that enwraps our ears to lift us to heights we wish we could reside in. That fills our taste with sweetness fresh and new, that permeates us with the smell of intoxication. What is this thing called beauty that is so rare, yet surrounds us if we but stop and look.
Could it be God showing himself to us when we are needing a sign, when we need inspiration to do his work? Perhaps if beauty were not so desirable we would not work so hard to fill our senses with it, to surround ourselves with it, to create it. I believe it is what makes life worth living, this thing called beauty. | |
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