Beauty, by Austin Hoehn
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Beauty?
what is it?
is it a thing?
place?
person?
Beauty... is it even that tangibal?
people seem to need to understand everything
and in order to understand they need to see,
if not seen, it doesn't exsist.
they don't believe.
So they put an image to the word...
stamp it
put it in a box and seal it.
So if something doesn't match the image
that is now confined to that small box
with the stamped on disciption and in bold print reads
NO EXCEPTIONS.
if it doesn't match
it is not beautiful.
so it's not worth anything.
not even so much as a glance.
it gets passed up.
kicked around.
hidden.
talked and snickered at.
ignored.
everything that is seen or not seen is labled.
stuck in a small box of judgment
with a stamp that says NO EXCEPTIONS!.
nothing is left open for room to grow,
change, or even expand.
like fish that will only grow as big as the bowl will allow
it to turn around and swim a little.
we are capable of so much as humans,
yet we refuse to change or allow our minds to expand
to see how much Beauty we live in and surrounds us.
every plant,tree, animal and person is so Beautiful with (NO
EXCEPTIONS) and capable of so very much with so much
potiental
that it leaves me in awe every second of every minuet of
every day.
I feel that everyone should be so greatful for who they are
and feel that they are beautiful with no exception and that
they are worth everything.
If I had one power I would want the power to band all lables
except for the lable BEAUTIFUL WITH NO EXCEPTIONS!! and that
lable should be worn by everyone and should be seen
everywhere for it is the truth.
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL... WITH NO EXCEPTIONS!!!
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Posted: 2006-04-27 00:07:17 UTC |
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