Because there is beauty in the simplest things, --Cello freak 04:52, April 27, 2011 (UTC), after watching American Beauty.
Beauty. It's a funny word, really, because what can you call beautiful? Something that looks good? Something that moves your heart? Something you found wonder in?
Something like a simple melody, a poem, a book, a play.
Beauty. It's a great word, really, because you can call everything beautiful.
Something like a simple flower, a dandelion, or a painting.
Beauty. It's a simple word, really, because there is beauty in the simplest things.
Something like a bird, just gliding in the air, or perhaps just a garbage bag, dancing in the wind.
Beauty. It's a real mystery, really, because there is beauty in everything.
Look for it. You can see beauty in something as dark and as mysterious as a cold blooded killer, the beauty buried inside years and years of abuse, of hurt.
Beauty. Everything is beautiful, if you have the eye for it. Everyone is beautiful, if you have the heart for it.
What is beauty, really? Nobody knows.
But there is one thing I know for sure,
And it's that there is beauty in everything, in everyone.
All you have to do is look at a different angle, or perhaps with a different heart.