beauty

beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder,
why is the beholder oh so blind,
to one the beauty is your smile,
to another it is your eyes.
Nor your heart or soul,
but your new bought clothes
and you brand new stole.
there was a time we dared to be different,
now the dare is just to fit in,
a unique you lost in this dare,
which once was nurtured with so much care.
later with time we will realize,
when possessions are gone,
and beautys' said bye.
with time and honour to know thyself,
a miracle will happen that is almost blessed,
we will see our beauty for ourselves,
behold the beholder now sees well.