Beauty of Mind

I heard a tale a few days back. Two people were in a hospital ward. One couldn’t see anything because he had had eye surgery a few days back. The other was in recovery after a surgery on his knee. Everyday the guy who could see told the various sights he saw through the window next to his bed to his roommate. Even though he couldn’t see, his mind saw the beauty through those words. By the time the guy recovered from his eye surgery, the roommate he had these many days had been discharged. When the guy went to the window, he saw a plain black wall outside it. To keep him smiling thinking of the sights he could see later, the roommate had told him all those descriptions. Such is the beauty one’s mind can have.
Everywhere in this world
There exists some beauty
It may not be true to us
But for some else maybe
Far it maybe from eyes
Yet that beauty we know
By just giving a bit of joy
We impart some beauty so
A smile on that sad face
No beauty betters it such
To know we are the reason
It brings us joy so much
Beauty is hidden at times
Only we can win its maze
For each mind is beautiful
In its own inimitable ways

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

8 thoughts on “Beauty of Mind

  1. amazing leo…after reading yr beautiful story+ beautiful poetry, i could feel, how beautiful a mind can be, it's the beauty hidden in us,in our thoughts n we need to realise it..awsum post leo..luved it..:)

  2. for beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!i also heard that tale many times Leo especially during seminars that i have attended. it's one way of showing us that we should appreciate what we have though not as magnanimous as being a country president, though we are just ordinary employees with little salaries, because we are more lucky than those who don't have any at all!there should be no murmurings of one's present state because we are more lucky than that of the blind who saw beauty through a companion in the hospital who pictured an imagination such that the blind man believed it to be true!Nice work Leo! Morals, a lot!

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