Whispers of Beauty

"Whispers of Beauty"

I fell in love with beauty,

From the cradle, it shone upon me truly.

I saw it around, in my white attire,

In my reflection, and my heart's desire.

I saw it in my face, in my flowing hair,

In my mother’s care and my father’s stare.

In my siblings’ smiles, so bright and free,

Beauty lived in my home, my land, my tree.

I saw it in the night, in the magic of dreams,

In the moon's soft glow, in the stars' gentle beams.

Am I beautiful, or is it a tale?

Perhaps just a thought from a poetic trail.

Truth be told, I’m an Arab soul,

Loving beauty in others is my ultimate goal.

Yet when it comes to my own, I can't see,

Am I blind to myself, or just humbly free?

Oh, my friend, your beauty brings me delight,

It paints my world in colors so bright.

As if life itself became my muse,

Through your eyes, my verses diffuse.

The roses adore me, for I love them too,

I gift them my words, tender and true.

I see beauty in every corner and sight,

In the vast horizons that steal my light.

The trees whisper songs and join my rhyme,

Swaying gently in rhythm and time.

My playful friends, the monkeys, rejoice,

Dancing with love at the sound of my voice.

The birds surround me, singing with glee,

Their melodies feeding the poet in me.

The day wraps me in its glorious might,

Revealing to all my spirit so bright.

The night arrives with its moonlit grace,

A face so serene, in beauty encased.

It gifts me peace, a calm so deep,

Guiding me gently to eternal sleep.

I love the beauty in all of you,

In your words, your souls, so pure and true.

I love you all—why, I cannot say,

For love itself paves my way.