In a world where mirrors gleam and shine,
We chase reflections, lost in design.
Yet true beauty, like a whispering breeze,
Blooms in the heart, where love finds its ease.

It’s not in the curve of a silken face,
Nor in the attire that one might embrace.
It dwells in kindness, in laughter’s sweet sound,
In the gentle embrace of souls that are bound.

A smile can light the darkest of days,
But it’s the warmth behind it that truly conveys.
Compassion, like sunlight, can pierce through the night,
Revealing a beauty that radiates bright.

For when we uplift, when we choose to forgive,
In those tender moments, true beauty will live.
It springs from the heart, rich and profound,
In the bonds that we nurture, in love’s sacred ground.

So let us not falter, let us not stray,
From the essence of beauty that guides us each day.
For in every kind gesture, in every heartfelt part,
We discover the truth: true beauty’s the heart.