In a world where nothing is ugly,
how can one describe beauty?
The answer is like a twinkling star,
that seems to go on forever,
or that cache of gold,
at the end of every rainbow.
Describing beauty is impossible,
when everything is beautiful.
30 Aug - 2 Sept 1995
Every Thing is beautiful in its own way... where have i heard that before...?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great outlook on life, one everybody should adopt... thanks for a beautiful write! Lee