I miss beauty.
The smile of someone you care about.
The waving of palm trees on a remote beach, or sunset behind an erupting volcano.
Children’s laughter, a delicate bird alighting on a branch, or staring deeply into the eyes of someone you love.
In a world of superficial features, shallow emotions and artificial enhancements; I miss the original, the raw, the real, the irreplaceable.
Beauty where have you gone?
