• Her beauty like no other. When in her presence one truly knows the definitonof beauty. For she is what every eye wishes to behold.

    But Beauty stems from the light. That clashes the darkness of ugliness and despair. Fir one to understand her beauty they must know the ugly that accompanies it.

    Forever the light is filled with darkness. And the darkness has the most light, for it does not hide it's guilt, evil and imperfect ways. The one who only sees thy beauty is indeed blind. For this beauty masks all pain, she holds the mask of all masks. The darkness of all light shown on the outside.

    So true beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Weather they can see the light, the darkness, or both will decide on what they say.

    The blind see, for they are not bounded by images seen through our natural eyes. Beauty truly lies with in the one who dwells among man, yet continues to remain UNSEEN. crying