Beauty Is Truth and Truth Is Beauty

To some people “Beauty is short lived tranny”, there are some people who reject physical appearance and consider beauty as a skin deep. To some it is facial beauty, pleasing to each individual, it is an illusion and beauty is happiness and to some beauty is mirror. Beauty is present in face, especially that of woman. It is present in human body. Beauty is there in object. It is present in animals; it is present in natural surroundings. It exists in big fields, covered with lush green grass. Beauty is in big mountains and small hills. Beauty is in a small child. It is visible in words and present in eyes and almost in everything scattered around us, but physically all these aspects differed from one another. One cannot say that the beauty of the mountain is similar to the beauty of the woman.Niether we could compare the beauty of a child with the beauty of an ocean. One just has to look around for some historical aspects, take for example Badshahi Mosque. It is only considered as one of the biggest mosques of the world as well. Why? The reason is

symmetry and proportion, which add up to harmony and harmony is just another word for beauty. It is that beauty which people appreciate otherwise old bricks and red color is hardly o point of consideration. “A thing of beauty is a joy forever”. It’s not that easy to see beauty as a joy forever, especially when in our day to day life it gradually withers away. The life of a red rose is hardly five to ten days and to is the physical beauty which sweeps away with the passage of each day. A song of nightingale which enchanted the ears but gradually one passes into another work where this beauty remains forever whereas this song was only a symbol. One finds melancholy even in the sweetest things of life, this kind of beauty remains eternal. A beauty that can live in your imagination can never be erased. It is perhaps this notion that human creates in his mind as an ideal. An ideal always live with one’s imagination. Such ideal can be of one’s destination or one’s idea about his or her life pasture. Such ideals are only harmony but also morality and goodness.

To Keats this was revealed that beauty is truth. A beauty more profound than the Heaven and any beauty present

on the surface of earth i.e. the essence of beauty extracted by the imagination out of that fleeting moment which eliminates the beauty. It is that seized essence which is truth. Human life will go on, people will come and appreciate the beauty present around them but beauty remains there it does not remains like Gracious Urn. It will contain the beauty forever; generations will come and will view its beauty. It is that beauty which is seized by the artist of that Urn. Thus such is beauty present in “Mons Lisa” which is eternal such is the beauty present in giant tower Of Paris, Dasa in Italy, this will be the beauty, eternal, when some artist would seize a moment of its imagination and the beauty around him. One cannot help to agree with someone that beauty is truth, truth is beauty. It is true that beauty remains eternal when seized by the imagination. In this sense beauty becomes one with true and goodness. Beauty is always appreciated because of its harmony and such harmony has stability which derives truth. It is truth which stands still and erects forever in this connection, beauty also remain forever, while what remain forever and unchanged is truth.