Beauty Resides

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Which is not to say that beauty resides only on the surface where the light is reflected in such an entertaining manner. While light is refracted by the surface it continues yet into the depths. And while all that resides there is often not illuminated by that particular element; that ray of energy that allows us to see; this is not necessarily a bad thing; yes, in primitive terms the darkness is a possible source of danger, but the same dangers lurk in the daytime, the night just brings them closer.
But what do we call beauty; what beautiful?
It seems we only perceive beauty in that which reaches the eye.
What of the ear?
The sound of the city at night, when heard from the perimeter.
The myth of silence.
The wind waving branches of tall trees.
And what of darkness?
The night does not rob us of our sight, it merely forces us to rely on the other senses in conjunction with the visual; it allows greater reign to the imagination; greater reign to the subconscious; the creative.
We must therefore conclude that beauty is not exclusive to the domains of light and surface, not owned by the glossy-surfaced primary-coloured celebrity, not just in the easily influenced eye of the beholder.