What is Beauty?

A Poem By Aisling // 2/1/2006

Beauty is a baby’s eye
a mother’s kiss
a child’s ‘why?’
a sister’s special loving art
a father’s hands
a brother’s heart.

Beauty is a farewell wish
a fervent prayer
a child’s bliss
a smile after many tears
a memory
a brand new year.

Beauty is an aged nun
a faithful priest
a task well done
youth’s untroubled hearty laugh
a quiet church
an epitaph.

Beauty is a Savior born,
a healing hand
a nail, a thorn
a death to end all death’s command
a love, a life
a God in man.


This is such a sweet poem!

This is such a sweet poem!

Hannah D. | Mon, 06/10/2013

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton


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