The need for beauty

A sunset or sunrise. A flower in its full splendor. A small seashell with a crack. Or a leaf, trembling with vulnerability as it shows us its veins. Fresh to its touch, and lush.

I think beauty is a need in itself. It’s a call to reconnect with Mother Earth by going outdoors. It’s a yearning to become showered by impressions of the ecstatic kind, by a beauty rendering one speechless, and never numb to the feel. It’s to revel in the symphony of colors and sounds, lights and scents, all becoming life. It’s a longing to be fed.

Go out and meet it!

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