Beauty Poem by Rody Cesar

Beauty, what does it truly mean?
Is it a definition, a phrase, or just a 'word'
Some people think its not felt but to be seen
While others feel like its within oneself which no amount of money can afford
It can sometimes take your breath away
Other times it can leave you in a frantic state
Some people see it, not knowing what to say
Its as if they've seen too much food on their thanksgiving dinner plate
I say its all around us in this thing we call life
Not knowing how close really we are to it
It can be seen through something as narrow as a pipe
Or down the darkest and farthest pit
Women are always being called this 'word' on the daily
Some really appreciate it, some really don't
For some, this word comes around them rarely
While others want to use the 'word' for themselves, but wont
See I'm just one man, what do I know?
Right or wrong, it stills runs through my body
The feeling, not the 'word, that flows
As if a big waterfall running down a hotel lobby
You must feel it in order to understand the true meaning
Whether its being said from a stranger or yours truly
If not too careful, it can leave a person fiening
For the feeling of this 'word' we call beauty