Here's the deal. Sara writes each Friday about a topic for 5 minutes. No revisions, no editing, no longer than 5 minutes. She's had several prompts that I'd like to brainstorm lately, and it's also a pretty low-commitment, simple way to get back into blogging. I miss blogging. So, at any rate, I'm setting the timer for 5 minutes now, and....Go!
Beauty
My first thought is leaves--red and gold, against a backdrop of solid blue, cloudless sky with a hint of coolness creeping into the air.
Then I hear my neighbor by his own pool, singing Singing in the Rain with his 3 small children giggling, and the thought occurs to me that it's no less beautiful than that fall day....
So what is beauty? Something you SEE? Something you perceive even when you can't see its source?
Certainly it was in my grandmother's laugh when Grandaddy reminded her that she was "The One."
It was in the tears in our receptionist's eyes when I told her of a student's life-altering doctor's visit.
It's in the striking profile of a beautiful woman's smile--but it's behind the smile somehow. That same woman could be very, very ugly in a different circumstance.
It's in forgiveness, through and through.
In the honesty of a friend you love more than family, even though the honesty hurts. The trust is beautiful, not necessarily the truth; for the lie is so very, very ugly.
There's beauty all over my little old autistic buddy, and none tone found at all in that handsome man with no heart.
What is beauty?
It's not the stuff on the outside.
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