'true beauty'

Beauty is not a look but a way of being
Something so obscure but hiding so much meaning
A powerful display like a storm's state
But with an aura not the same
Beauty has caused me to ponder and excavate
Feelings from beyond my own hate
And made me realize life's not a race
But an array of beautiful shades
All coloring the world and making it twirl
Whenever beauty is around my soul cannot be found
It's wandering in spite of the manifest
Of beautiful lights in place
And if one day my soul can realize its mistake
It will flourish like the beauty you give away