Beauty is a concept a misty morning without sight the tree near the road we know it's there yet cannot see
Beauty enduring forever with us and in our sights we define it over millennia beauty is everywhere
Beauty is a concept textbook definitions and simplicity but in societies diverse it is undefinable to all but the individual
Beauty ephemeral always changing in constant flux never the same to another beauty is no where
What is beauty? Is it a simple definition in a textbook of shapes and appeal or is it an every flowing river twisting and bubbling into millions of individual pools? How can we define what no one sees the same?