Origin of beauty
Beauty is a delicate feather resting in the gentle palm of an open hand.
Some would say; the beauty is the open gentle palm.
Others may say; beauty is the delicate resting feather.
There are those who might even say; the beauty is in both of them together.
And I smile at them thinking; ‘tis to me thy heart what opens ones hand and graces his own soul,
knowing his love will to only be witnessed by the feather.