Eye of the Beholder

Beauty

Usually so tangible

And yet, always abstract

In the eye of the beholder? Yes.

Unexplainable

Yet thousands of words describe it.

It’s everywhere

Or no where.

Sight, sound, smell, feel, taste;

The intangible: friendship and love, beautiful thoughts. dreams and hope, etc.

Far as the heavens, near as your hand.

Look in the mirror, is it there?

Look out the window, is it there?

Look at a crowd, is it there?

Is beauty even a quest? Must we search for it?

Is death beautiful? Eye of the beholder.

Is sadness beautiful? Eye of the beholder.

The unbearable laws of nature, are they beautiful? Eye of the beholder.

Beauty can sneak up on you:

Sun illuminating the dust in the air

The rhythmic swaying of the blades of grass

An old couple walking hand-in-hand

An unexpected wafted fragrance

A singer practicing in her home with the windows open

And a thousand others

Why do we have these tiny beauties?

Why?

Who do they belong to?

Are they ours?

Are they God’s, just he’s sharing?

If we are blinded to it, are we at fault?

Do we have to be happy enough to notice?

Are we born with the right kind of eye?

Question after question

Never answered, always wondering

Always watching, open eyes.

Ready for anything

Nothing? Or everything

Ready to behold


~~~Ecclesiastes 3:11 "He has made everything beautiful in its time."~~~