Beauty is a Journey
There is a process through which sadness must go to become a thing of beauty. While it may arise from the exuberant release of undefined and unbounded goodness, beauty more often finds its source in the hope that such goodness is possible.
It is this juxtaposition of chaos and its elusive resolution, which demonstrates most clearly that beauty is an ethereal process that knows neither beginning nor ending.
Rather, beauty exists in the experience of a moment; not as it is, for that is bound to change; not as it could have been, for that will never be known; not as it will be, for that cannot yet be celebrated; but as it should be.
For in this way beauty becomes a journey through which an individual or circumstance may be transformed by hope into the transcendent reflection of some greater truth.