Beauty is a pleasure best enjoyed. To describe it is different pleasure. Artists of all times have tried to recapture it. A few succeeded in the venture, most drown themselves in it. An ancient quality, its secret is muteness. Beauty is no thing logical, nor is it illogical. It knows no gender and for it we need no explanation.
So much for a prelude. All I wanted to say today is I found a beautiful newspaper article this morning in the Post. About politics; goodness!
