Two Hundred Forty-One

The beauty I find in this morning’s air, and in the way the light struggles to overtake darkness, correlates directly with the beauty I see in people I love, people I miss, people I find attractive.

The beauty in the world around us, even the beauty utterly divorced from humanity and its impact on the world, resides within the love we have for others.  Absent that love, there would be, could be, no beauty.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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