WHAT'S IN BEAUTY

I stared with a glance

At the mirror in the wall

There wasn't any chance

Of any fault at all.

Then I had a second sight

At my beautiful face

A fault did come to light

But that's there in any case.

Then I had a look again

At my eyes a little twisted

But only a fault just in my eyes

And hence I calmed and rested.

Again a doubtful look into the mirror

To assure I was fine

Made me recognize with horror

That ugly face as Mine.

But then I calmed myself

When it dawned on me,

That beauty is in your Inner Self

And not in just what you see.