What beauty is the greatest beauty? For what beauty can hold your heart without the slightest hesitation? What beauty can grasp your soul without trying, Wipe the tears from your eyes when all joy and hope dies. Beauty is what you see within one. Not what all see within many. The beauty of what you see is the beauty of love. The beauty of care. The beauty of relationship. Only beauty is what drives all with such passion and hope. What else is there in the end but to falls to your knees with great devastation, upon the very sight of such beauty? From the moment she enters to the moment she exits. I am stunned with love at first sight. Every part of me is still as night. An as she walks toward me, I am this statued figure of ice, frozen in her presence. As I sit there without a sound til the moment when her lips move, to when the first sound from them enters the air. Everything is silent. Once this girl of beauty speaks. I am free. Free once again to love with such passion. No more sudden freezing at the sight of her beauty. But a feeling of great completion. A feeling of great Pride. But in the end as I sit holding this girl of beauty. I realize there is still a faint feeling of astonishment. An there will always be the strongest feeling of love...
