Through beauty’s eyes, we come to see,
Beyond the form, a harmony.
In shared beauty, we can find,
The deepest bond of heart and mind.
Art whispers softly, heart to heart,
Emotions flow in sacred act.
To answer beauty’s luring calls,
The souls unite, dissolving walls.
Behold in awe what may reveal,
The art's emotion, truth's appeal.
In love, in laughter, and in plight,
Let beauty set your soul alight.
Inspired by Leo Tolstoy’s “What is Art?” (1897)
Beauty
The Frontier Man
January 2024
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Beauty is Truth
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know." Ode on a Grecian Urn John Keats Leo Tolstoy, the renowned Russian writer, had a distinctive view on beauty, which he articulated in his work "What is Art?" published in 1897. Unlike many of his contemporaries who sought beauty in the form, symmetry, or aesthetic pleasure of art, Tolstoy defined beauty in terms of its ability to convey emotional or spiritual truth. For Tolstoy, the essence of beauty in art was not about pleasing the senses but about fostering a profound connection between the creator and the audience, facilitating a shared experience or feeling.
Although at times many are trying to alter the meaning of beauty and deceive what nature brings forth, as birds in a swirl mimicked by fish in the sea that creates harmony for all to see. The life of beauty is eternal replenished by birth and seasons of time immemorial and might I add a poet such as thee.