What is beauty?

This is just a flower but as I sit here looking at it I am deeply moved by the exquisite beauty. Of course I can’t just enjoy it I have to start the thinking process as to why it beautiful. What is beauty? Who made it beautiful? Why do I think it is beautiful? For that matter why did my Mom think I was beautiful? Don’t worry, these are just rhetorical questions.

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