Wet Branches...

how does beauty exist

is it from your eyes put before your eyes in grace to wonder

as you move your brush in trust to the paint so gently on the canvas of life like a birth of a child first breath

how does beauty exist looking at a misty serene morning light a dawn of sounds of a imam call to worship

the scent of the forming dew on a lotus flower or an ice cap mountain top that never been touch by you

is it from your heart that beauty lives to a face of kindness a veil of silk a hijab a glimpse of my mother's eyes or the way your lover smiles

how is the beauty you see when it is within your Soul to flow like a stream or a beam of light to believe in faith

that life of all living is in the hands of God and only ...and  only God can answere that.

how does beauty exist or comes to you...i personally dont know...for all i can see is everything as is...beautifully created...a bee..like honey...a horse with a rose... exist

and many more. ..of you.