What is beauty? Adam never asked.
He was fresh. So was Eve. And so was this beautiful earth.
Beauty was alive. Not a word. Not a concept. An experience that Adam and Eve could inhale.
Everything was in the moment. There was no past no future. There was no comparison. No good. No better. No best.
Everything was unique. Not better or worse but unique in its uniqueness.
Then the mind crept in. Good and bad crept in. And entered a whole world of concept and knowledge.
Over centuries beauty has had so many definitions.
Broadly speaking Beauty is
And today it is more physical than ever. Fairness of the skin?
Color of the eyes?
All definitions imprison beauty into narrow cells.
I feel that beauty can only be an experience. As real as your breath.
To me beauty is something that brings harmony to your inner being.
That which reaches out to your inner space and gives you more silence than words.
That which introduces you to yourself.