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.
and this "Origin of beauty" reveals such love...
witnessing YOU
Love's Bounty
Vickie