Beauty

In the eye of the beholder,
Therein lays the meaning of loveliness.
For Beauty is different to others,
What you believe is your own.
Yet,
If Beauty lies in the eyes,
Who is truly beautiful?
For physical beauty has no forever,
As even the loveliest of roses wither.
Could real beauty lie not in eyes,
But in the mind?

As truth of one is not found by sight,
You would have knowledge that every rose has its thorns.
For if ones true self lies inside,
This is the uniqueness of which ought to be valued.
Do not be deceived by illusions of your eyes,
And let your perception change by looking deeper.
For true Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder,
But in the mind.