I’ve often heard the phrase “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”. While I believe the intentions of that quote come from the kindest of hearts, it isn’t clearly expressed. Beauty is not in the eye of the beholder, but rather the heart; for beauty is not a sight, but instead it is an experience. It is a characteristic that radiates from the soul outwards.
People often try to classify inner versus outer beauty. This is something I have never understood. Call me naive, but I don’t think one can be truly beautiful on the outside unless they maintain some level of beauty beneath the skin. Other words are much more fitting for an outward physical attractiveness. Without those physical confines, beauty has a much deeper meaning.
Far too many think of beauty as a physical description. Some of the most beautiful things surrounding us have no physical self. We cannot not see it. We cannot touch it. But when something is truly beautiful, we can feel it. It is because of this that words, music, and even thoughts can be considered beautiful. It is the feeling that they give to us, not those they consciously convey, that deems them as such.
It is very difficult to attempt to apply a definition to this word. Over the years the true meaning of beauty has been skewed by the superficial cesspool that our society has attempted to drown everyone in.