Beauty

Beauty has often confused me. The concept is rationally alien to me. Why is it that we find something pleasing to the eyes and somethings offensive? It is all but a physical manifestation of human form . Then how could it vary so much to generate such contrasting reactions.

Up until now I always thought beauty was like democracy. Something which is pleasing to a persons eyes would be pleasing to most people's eyes which is a rather generalist opinion of beauty. Which is to say I accepted something to be beautiful if most people around me concur to it.

But today I did see beauty . Beauty which had no under current of parallel opinion. I was not under the influence of any precious experience and of previous encounter. It was an emotion of purity. unadulterated with cognitive thought. I was so awe struck that I was unable to express myself, I felt a loss of words . I was blinded and yet enlightened. When it was out of sight I felt visually impaired I tried to capture the image in my mind but I just couldn't do so .

I yearn for it now. I try to recall my vision but all in vain . Today I did realize that beauty is not some thing which appeals to your mind alone it enchants your heart. It is unparalleled in expression. It is like an aberration on the canvas which stands out. It makes minds weaker and delves deeper through the heart through the veins and soon fixates the whole body.

Alas beauty is still alien to me now it confuses me even more and doesn't seem to be leaving any hints for me to figure out its true interpretation.