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Look into the heart of things
For that is where Beauty dwells
What is beholden to the eye may be pleasing
But Beauty rests in the very heart of things
Wherein the eye cannot reach
But the heart can perceive that Beauty
If it enters, in Love, into things
If it follows the eye and then goes beyond
Perceiving with the eyes of the heart
The eyes of the soul
In perceiving of True Beauty
One enters into a special relationship
One enters into a Oneness
Into a sense of Being
Into a sense of wonder at that Beauty
For the Beauty which is at the heart of one thing
Is also at the heart of another
Is at the heart of all things
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