Beauty is a thing seldom seen No one sees it because no one looks Or at least not in the right place Beauty is held by all Within the soul it lies Waiting to come out to the surface Only it can't Beauty is suppressed by the evils of the world Only love can bring beauty out Once seen Beauty never hides again Not even hatred can deny beauty Of it's true design Beauty although possessed by all Will only ever be truly seen by few And fewer yet will ever see One of the most beautiful