Outward beauty is fleeting
Taken away by the years
Like waves brushing sand back into the sea
But a beautiful souls never fades
It shines brighter, like a perennial diamond, as the years progress
When our outward mask fades away
The beautiful soul can be seen, fully, in all its splendor
Why do we confuse physical beauty with permanence,
When we know full well its ephemeral nature?
Why not, instead, seek to make ourselves beautiful on the inside,
And have that live forever?