Interesting addition to the general interpretation of the saying. Perhaps that's true. The capacity to see further, to penetrate with vision the inner layers, may be considered a sign of beauty in the beholder...I like that.

As for the poem...well, does someone's averted vision detract from the existence of another? Is it necessary for one to see you for you to exist? You are talking about your perception of this person's vision? And what about those who see you, whom you do NOT perceive? Don't they count?

Oh, boy, que menrollao!

They do count, of course. And you don't lose your identity, just cause someone else changes his/her perception of you. I only meant to say that one can often feel invisible in today's world, specially living in a big city, where thousands of people cross your path everyday, but few really can spare the time to take a close look at you. That is why you really treasure the moment when someone else suddenly seems to notice and appreciate you. And it does hurt when that person changes his/her mind, cause no matter how strong your sense of identity is, that person's opinion does matter to you.

You know, I understand that perfectly.

Yo voy a ser más breve, y por supuesto en castellano:

La Belleza y la Verdad reside en los ojos del que mira. Cierto. Y las miradas están conectadas con la mente, el Alma y el Corazón. Un circuito inexorable.

Y algo más: muchos ojos ven, pero pocos miran. Y casi ninguno reconoce.

Besos voladores ;-)

Exacto, Mariposa, lo has expresado mucho mejor que yo y con menos palabras.

...para disfrutar la belleza,es necesario tener bella el alma....creo que tu alma es mas que bella..por tus textos y tus fotos...que trasmiten tanto.

¿Y yo que te contesto ahora, luna? Me has dejado sin palabras.

Ves?...lo dicho...y mas...los que son grandes ....son los mas humildes.....
P.d.
No es halagar por halagar...lo digo en serio...Besos.

Si de cada cosa bonita que sale de nuestros dedos en un teclado se tranformaran en echos, diria que en el internet esta la mejor gente del mundo...
buen post y buenos los comentarios.

Jajajaja, oye vecinita, que yo no voy de santito, eh! Recuerda que el otro día confesaba que soy un lobo con piel de cordero :)