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There's beauty in all that we see

From mountain top to lowly tree.

Beauty can be found in all.

The leaves that turn and drop in fall,

Then blow across the ground from wind,

That gives the tree an early end.

Sailing ships tossed by a wave,

And freedom that the heroes save.

The painting that the painter paints.

The loving hearts of living saints.

The curving of a mountain road,

And even in a worted toad.

Beauty's found in written word,

And in the grace of mockingbird.

Big or small it can be found,

That every little thing is bound

By beauty that must lie within

Before these little things begin.

There's lots of beauty in a wall.

Even cracked it will not fall.

Its many holes through years have grown,

But beauty still is found in stone.

The tear of man presents to one

A brightness paralleled by none,

But grieving man through tear can't see

The beauty that is shown to he

By tear that grieving man did cry

From out his saddened pale blue eye.

Not all this beauty can be viewed

By all.  it seems our minds intrude.

I see most, like that in wall.

I wonder why I can't see all.

Is it that I forgot to care.

Or is the beauty so unrare,

That when you pass a lovely thing,

The beauty has a blunted sting.

There is one thing that dose posses

An eye to see, I must confess,

The beauty that can ne'er be seen,

That lies so calm and so serene

Within the smallest thought or thing.

It is not man nor human being.

It can be seen but can't be felt.

It's light is there but will not melt.

It is a wondrous glowing beam.

This thing is moonshine it should seem.

The moonshine can not view in glance,

All beauty for his eye would dance,

The world for days and weeks on end.

So in an hour he will spend,

All might and power of his light,

To turn one fairy queen and sprite,

In to the only thing upon,

Which moonshines eye will hence be drawn.

He climes to top of loving hill,

And just before he does his will

He thanks the hill for her great height

So he may see with enhanced sight.

Then conjures up the beauty of,

The world and all that's up above.

And in one single throw casts down,

To fill the fairy queen and drown,

Her in the beauty seen by few,

That now is seen by me and you.

And so you know the story now,

Of where the beauty is and how,

It came to pass that she became,

The definition of beauties name.