The Eye Of The Beholder

All beauty lies in the eye of the beholder;
a phrase most often misunderstood;
some, very beautiful; receive a cold shoulder;
to a few; quite lovely; to others; not so good.

I come to address this energy called beauty;
we think, to each; all look alike;
but eyes perform a unique, specific duty;
appearances differ; as day is to night.

In heaven we see what the mind wants to see;
on earth, is more of the same;
the mind creates whatever it desires all to be;
and the windows, called eyes, get the blame.

Beauty is like fingerprints and snowflakes;
no two, see exactly the same thing;
the mind is precise; doesn’t make mistakes;
eyes are servants; thought is the king.

Thought makes beauty from all that it sees;
eyes only allow that light enter in;
thinking of love is certain to please;
for, in thought, all things begin.

What everyone sees; is by light, reflective;
but our view includes more than light;
love enters in, as the mind’s perspective;
we can even feel love in the night.

Love is the sight, we both see and feel;
emanating from all our dreams;
true love is always beautiful and real;
for beauty is both seen and unseen.

Monty 12/10/23. # 1,979