What is Beauty

What is beauty? more than a face

Not just a golden ratio, symmetry and grace

Beauty is aiming high then falling

Dreaming big and not stalling

Growing and rising once more

Only fools believe they know the score

Beautiful are those walking through fire unshaken

Smiling through storms, circumstances misshapen

Waving the flag of freedom from oppression

A late bloomer in a world obsessed with fast succession

Beauty is murky water turned to peace

A restless mind that finds release

It is coming home through trauma’s maze

With tears and scars that leave no trace

It is carrying your dark as you walk to the light

Living your truth in its fullest might

A rose is beautiful but so is the lily

Unbent by trends, standing strong and freely.