Beauty
From whence did the resonant reflective consummation of this warm and homely feel towards nature first arise? I intiut it was a woman conceivably in awefilled wondorous primacy imaginins creating the illustrative expression of a flowers color or a ladybird on the back of her hand so she gave birth and rise to the feel of beauty from which all art comes. She was the first poet, and is it not our expression of poetry and art which seem most important in distinguishing us from the beasts of the field 'was beauty killed the beast' and the intelligent and sensitive among us from morons? Morons lacking a methodically scientific approach to art and an artistically intuitive approach to science - Take Marianna Agata Wolowska - muse of musec, nurturer of noctures, goddess of the heavenly phonon sound - the trumpeting Hummel, the great Fields, the incomporable Goethe, the immortal Chopin mad with the love of her song her feminine charms and spellboundin novelty at first hear whether in the drinked saloon or courting the Philharmonies de Paris still echoing her stile brilliante of long ago and far...How is it far though if one can think of it, even a dull memory or feel it here near n dear as the wonderful nonsense that can consoul even the most tormented heart?...I sense there is beauty in all as I hear the healing 'Le Murmure' walking with Maria Agata through the warm n fuzzy mysterious fir forests of Pennsylvania by starlit moon shinin on snow in grandfather nite...
