Where do we all find beauty?
And of what does it consist?
Is it made or is it natural?
And where does it exist?

One might find it in a person.
They may have lovely hair or eyes.
Or is it in their personality?
Is that where beauty lies?

Do we find it in the weather?
Perhaps it's in a summer's day.
With blue skies and precious sunshine,
And we'd love for it to stay.

Do we discover it in literature?
Need we just open a book?
Perhaps in romantic poetry?
Is that where we should look?

Is it found in soothing music?
Is it peaceful and relaxing?
And whilst it takes us to a special zone,
We're not aware time is elapsing.

So we all love to find beauty,
But wherever one should place it,
When we witness true beauty
We must then be sure to embrace it.