Of all the qualities we seek in life
Beauty appears as the most hidden.
Often it comes to us unbidden,
A momentary glimpse inside
Expressions of another mind.
Or it appears in the clear
Motions of birds in the sky,
A blossom on morning in July.
Taking shapes only the beholder
Can explain. It’s not all the same
As far as definitions go.
What makes her smile will bring him low
What fills him with joy, may make them go gray.
All but for beauty to be explained,
In each way that we seek it each day.