Beauty

Beauty is walking hand in hand with someone you love.

Beauty is learning something good about someone, especially if it comes as a little bit of surprise.

Beauty is observing someone caught up in a random act of kindness, sincerely, from the heart, helping someone else.

Beauty is a man crying at the departure of his love.

Beauty is a star falling from the heavens to wherever they go when they fall.

Beauty is finding a friendly smile in the midst of cold, unfriendly faces.

Beauty is hearing music played with passion.

Beauty is trying, despite the million-to-one odds against.

Beauty is those quiet moments with another person, the close silence more meaningful than words.

Beauty is dreaming of what you can do, rather than holding on to what you cannot.

Beauty is freedom.

Beauty is courage from an unexpected source.

Beauty is self-sacrifice.

Beauty is a treasure found in a pile of junk.

Beauty is learning what it means to serve... and doing it.

Beauty is friendship.

Beauty is teaching someone, turning on a light for them.

Beauty is that joy I feel when I walk outside, worrying about the day to come, the responsibilities I cannot avoid, and see blue sky overhead.

Beauty is love.

Beauty is God.