I am remembering how
To appreciate beauty
In its purest
Sense.
I am remembering that
It is not always
Something obvious,
Rather
It is indefinable,
Something acknowledged
Only by the heart
And the spirit.
A plain face
Can glow
With radiance,
While a pretty face
Remains empty, hollow,
Possibly even derelict,
Unless lit from
Within by
A beautiful spirit;
Only then
Can it become
Exquisite.
So True,
beauty is not beautiful
as purity is within the heart and soul
where true beauty dwells, thanks for sharing
enjoyed reading your work
Love and peace be with you
You make a great point in this poem and one so vary true. Beauty often is only skin deep; it's the spirit within, as you say, that shine out at us like light. Lovely.
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beauty is not beautiful
as purity is within the heart and soul
where true beauty dwells, thanks for sharing
enjoyed reading your work
Love and peace be with you
William