There is this thing

I try to

Have, yet,

I wonder who

Actually contains it.

I guess it could be small,

It could be huge,

But we all

Have it.

The world holds

It so, please,

Behold!

The sun rises

And we awake

Get ready for

A retake.

Live our lives,

And while we do

We always wonder-

Yes, we do-

Do we hold beauty?

By the sun set

It is the truth

And we don't have to bet

That we all have...

Beauty.