whoa, I'm in awe,
The reality of sorrow is that most things real and natural, are beautiful. where as many, but not all, unatural things have somewhat of a dim light cast on them. I believe that beauty comes from perfection, the only perfect being is -for me personaly- God. He created the world and everything in it, all he made was beautiful. He also made sorrow. How else to mourn a lost friend, or for Him to mourn a lost world. This message goes out on a limb, religously but if anything it made a point I never saw: Beauty comes from perfection. For this point I am sorry that I cannot go further on this site to talk about my perfect God.
Tiripu