The Beauty

October 12, 2019

Beauty is a feeling

Of the soothing breeze,

Over the relaxed valley and placid forest;

Where, all fauna and flora together met

And they sprayed on us the nature’s grace.

Beauty is a thought

Of reverential mutual understanding;

With much added mind’s discernment.

That opens a vast vista for The Aesthetic Art

And this grants physical and mental well-being.

Beauty is a love

For whom, who lives for others

And only lasts, for them, to bestow that.

He always insulates this bond as the divine gift,

Thanking Lord, for which, created creatures.

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