Beauty can be defined as many things
Its different to each person.

Some prefer art,
Others music,
A few even treasure food.

Me?
I prefer the land.
I'm a city boy with a small town heart.
Where everything's calm
Everyone knows each other.
Where making friends is easy
And making enemies is easier.

But that's not beauty.
The rolling hills,
The trees,
Wild in their growth
Bowing to no one but the wind and fire.
A constant cycle of rebirth and renewal.

I could lose myself here.
Forget about everything
Everyone.
It'd be so simple,
So easy.

This place is awe-inspiring.