Honoring the upcoming return of the Madonna Timeline, this post is a celebration of beauty.
Beauty is, indeed, where one finds it. In the eye of the beholder. Within and without.
It defies definition, but in many ways is universally acknowledged.
More often than not, you know it when you see it, even if you can’t quite adequately describe it.
There is a comfort in beauty, a balm upon the soul in such a restless world.
Beauty calms. Beauty tames. Beauty releases.
Beauty may be found in a flower.
It’s flying in the sky, swimming in the sea, or leaping across the land.
It is the object and the motion.
The beginning and the end.
There is everything…
And nothing to it.
