The Beauty Awards

Collective Inspired...


Beauty can be observed wherever you look. You do not have to search particularly hard to find it. It is all around us.

Of course, it is subjective. Is that not the beauty of beauty?

A simmering hot day in the capital, and the train chugs away - moving steadily towards its destination.

The mind rolls along in harmony with this train...

Daydreaming floats into the carriage, like the softest, gentlest of feathers...

Sat at a table, clad with an expensive looking luxurious cloth. One is suited and booted. The table includes the finest bubbly, chilled, comfortably residing in grey silvery buckets. Like minded individuals are situated close by, looking intently at the stage.

The host commences the ceremony, and begins to speak:

"And the nominations for this inaugural Beauty Awards are..."

Nature -Wonderful Nature... It is like nothing else out there. It sits alone, full of variety and variables - serving its multiple purposes.

We all applaud and take a moment to reflect.

Next; The gift of Music... The special thing that it is. How it evokes feelings, and constantly captivates us - music is suddenly played into the auditorium. We all take delight at its fantastic arrangement.

The Beautiful young family... All aesthetically good looking as a collective of  three, speaking in their native tongue, with both parents helping their small child to read.

We suddenly see this spectacle and appreciate it. A chorus of applause filters round.

The Sun... The glorious sun that shines so bright; its ability to enhance our moods. The suns warmth penetrates through the window.

Realising that the auditorium is covered in glass, we all marvel and basque in the warm rays.

And the winner is...

The speaker pauses... I am sorry; there is no winner for today. They all deserved a mention. The committee  could not choose between them. Who are we to say what is the most deserving of this accolade.

"Actually! Beauty is the winner!"  Somebody from within the room shouts.

A roaring round of applause engulfs the space. Everybody present agrees with this statement.

The train continues to move as the awards show concludes.



Submitted by Demola, The Collective

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