What Is the Beauty Anyway?

 

Beauty is the look of happiness on a young child's face when she finds her doll
Beauty is the sound of laughter
Beauty is the smell of a new-blown rose
Beauty is the taste of an exotic food, delicious and beckoning
Beauty is the feeling of love
Beauty can change
It isn't fixed
It is in the eye of the beholder
Beauty is WHO YOU ARE
Beauty is art
Beauty can be the face of a lady, seen by lover
Or a well-run sewer system, seen by a worker
Or even the purr of a cat, heard by a lonely woman
Beauty can be anything to anyone
It can be the sound of music, ringing in the ears from a soprano's melodious note
Or the beat of a rap star
Beauty is WHO YOU ARE
It is what you believe
It raises you love the world
It is something even greter
It is the dream of Martin Luther King, Jr.
It is the Declaration of Independence, declaring equality
It is the Emancipation Proclamation
It is the sound of prayer
Beauty is something smaller, too
A little girl on the playground, watching a crowd taunting her
But standing firm as a rock, solid and strong
It is smile
A squeeze of the land to say "It's all right"
Beauty is WHO YOU ARE
When you don't let them push you down
But say, "I am me, I can see the beauty of the world
I am beholder
I am beautiful!"

Alexandra Petri, 14