Beauty is something for the eyes to see.
It could be the marvelous ocean,
under the pink and blue horizon.
A budding rose in a quiet garden,
where colorful butterflies, flutter by.
A little girl, vibrant with youth.
How her innocence captures our hearts.
Women with such sophistication.
How charming men fight for her affection.

Indeed, beauty is for the eyes to feast.
Such misfortune it isn’t forever.
How easily can it change its form?
Sunny day into a violent storm,
destroying properties dear to men.
Lovely flowers decaying into nothing,
their sweet smell clearly forgotten.
Young girls becoming battered women
with looks beyond recognition.

Maybe beauty is for the eyes alone.
Yet, a lasting beauty is not to be seen.
It is for the heart to understand and feel.
Everything under the sun has its flaws,
some real and vicious laws of nature.
But if we recognize them as they are,
delight in the good side of everything,
ugly circumstances as they may seem.
Beauty in our hearts will always remain.