The beauty lies in the object,
In one’s heart and soul.
Ain’t the soul beautiful?
Aren’t the stars bright?
In Lord’s divinity everything is beautifully made while there are a few kinks here and there.
Beautiful is a mother’s love for her children whom she nourishes and nurtures with all her love.
Beautiful ain’t the Lord’s love.
As forever it has been growing many manifolds
Only for humanity to miss it again and again,
For seldom people realize,
God’s has been sowing his seed of love without anybreak in between.
Ain’t it truly beautiful?
Adios!
