What is beauty?

Is it perfection,

like the sky at dawn

or the sky filled

with black clouds.

Or

like when

the sun beam falls

on the silent sea,

or is it like the

sparkling sunlight

in your tear filled eyes.

.

What is beauty?

Is it that radiant smile

which makes me blind,

or that pristine words

that comes out

of that chapped lips.

.

What is beauty?

Is it the flower,

which is in full bloom

or the flower

which dies in the evening,

which gives way

to the fruit to form,

to develop,

to be another plant.

.

What simply is beauty?

I donot know….