Love is beauty and beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.

Love does not see the physical but the heart of everyone and everything.
Love beholds the beauty of a rose not the thorns.
Love accepts the perfect imperfections in ourselves first then in others.
Love remembers the rainbows not the storms.

The love we give is the love received and the beauty we see is the beauty others see in us. Love heals ugly disappointments, hurts and regrets.
Love is the eyes of the beholder.

And so it is as we see through the windows of our spirit, we behold our beauty and the beauty in our world.