What is beauty? Is it in the curves of the body,
In the strands of hair, swaying so free?
Is it in the symmetry of the face,
Or in the light that reflects off the sea?

What is beauty? Is it in the colour of skin,
In the texture of lips, so soft and so pink?
Is it in the height of the figure,
Or in the words that so easily sink?

What is beauty? Is it in the eyes of a stranger,
In the hue of their iris, so deep and so tender?
Is it in the way they walk, so proud and so tall,
Or in the way they talk, so loud and so bold?

No more is beauty defined by such trite,
By a shallow and fleeting sight.
Instead, beauty’s true form must be redefined,
It must come from within and not from behind.

Beauty is in the grace of a kind heart,
The passion in one’s soul that never departs.
It’s in the empathy for another’s plight,
The courage to stand up and fight.

Beauty is no longer attributed,
To porcelain skin, or a certain hue
For beauty can be found in all shades
From the fairest of white, to the darkest of blue.
Beauty is in the strength of conviction,
The power to stand and make a decision.
It’s in the integrity of one who is true,
The light of hope that shines through.

Beauty is not perfection,
It’s an expression of emotion.
A perfect imperfection that is unique,
It’s a reflection of personality that’s chic.

Beauty is not the same for all,
It’s an ever changing ball,
That takes its shape from the eyes of beholder,
Every eye is a part of a beautiful story tolder.

Redefine beauty with a new set of eyes,
And see it in the love that never dies.
For beauty is found in the moments of life,
In the joy that comes and never dies.