Beauty is not in the eyes

BEAUTY IS NOT IN THE EYES
Man is not his maker, supposedly that was, the world would had glance its worst nightmare.
In the eyes, beauty is assumed but the heart does it all. It sees and witnesses the true beauty whiles the mind polished it with its inner purified affections.
I once heard, man is made in HIS maker’s image, in which purifications and unifications are truly guaranteed. Yet still, man had the courage to portraits me ugly.
The world could had says, our maker makes us in HIS heart not HIS image. The eyes deceived. In denial of our maker, nothing holds that blame than the eyes.
The blinds can’t see but glimpse beauty, what more powerful in our mist than the heart? Beauty stands in the absence of sight, in his absence the aftermath and menace are unpredictable.
We walk with the eyes, but the heart does the seeing. If man’s eyes can say opposite things, who am I to trade my trust for them. This reflects my thought that man resembles his eyes, no trust for none.
The heart is a wonderful venue, which shows and appreciate our maker’s delighted works, in that regard, man could had embraced the heart than any, if only HIS work is vividly appreciated. Beauty lies not but in our most cleanse mind.

Bockarie Abass Keifa Lukay