Beauty is...

A poet walking through a wooded glade,
writing a poem at the back of a leaf,
then letting that leaf go, fly into the wind, is beautiful.

The visionary excited by exploration into the unknown-
beyond Earth, into the vastness beyond-
is beautiful.

The person with a mind looking back at the past 50, 100, 1000 years,
and an equal amount forward-
is beautiful.

A wildflower growing in the desert-
in the middle of no-where-
is beautiful.

Knowing beauty is beautiful.
Finding beauty is beautiful.
Loving beauty is beautiful.

Childplay is beautiful, in fact amounts to a miracle.

To create joy from nothing, to create wonder from nothing,
to create adventures from nothing...
Oh what price adults would pay for such a blessing!

That dust-gathering book in an unknown shelf is beautiful.

Those not chasing after the fleeting cloud of popularity are beautiful.
Those living beyond the moment are beautiful.
Those whose hearts are not imprisoned by their environment- set free- are beautiful.

Those that can appreciate beauty are beautiful,
true wanderers in this desert world.