And then there crept a little noiseless noise among the leaves,
Born of the very sigh that silence heaves.
~ John Keats
Beauty is a celebration of is-ness... Beauty is felt in the now, with no if-only's or should-be's or someday-it-might-be's.
And then there crept a little noiseless noise among the leaves,
Born of the very sigh that silence heaves.