Hidden Beauty

Beauty is an acute perception, of universal cosmeticsIs it an innie, outie or maybe a meanie? Could we find beauty, if she or he was hiding? A handsome reward, to those, that do. Where to look, first complexions, from person to person breathing, through the sounding mask of psyche A journey through animated characters We are beings of personal choice. Is it hiding there? Let us look somewhere else. Looming in luminosity’s savvily subtle sagacity, of the unmuddled? Does it feel like your mind, was just massaged and cuddled? Where could it be hiding? Is it in the loveliness, of kindness. Mercies pleasing embrace. In rhythmic comeliness, of swans swimming or in like manner considering confiding, in the feelings, of another’s etiquette. Where is beauty hiding? In the compelling attractiveness, of a divine talent. A gift of extraordinary leadership or the conforming harmony, of meeting together of minds, in one accord. Where ever it is hiding. I am sure it will present, itself! 12/28/2016