What is beauty?
So shockingly perfect you stop to stare?
Stopping your heart? Stopping your breath?
Is it almost unbearable?
What is beauty?
Is it like a flower blossoming out of the blue?
Sprouting colors in so many hues?
Making you stop and stare?
What is beauty?
Is it like a sun coming up?
Fighting through the dark?
Making colors burst oh-so-bright?
Making you stop and stare?