Beauty, energy...

This is a wisdom I've been considering, contemplating and seeing as true for quite a long time now.
Here goes:

Those who are unable to see beauty, are unable to see energy.
Beauty is energy.
Everything, from the solid to the abstract, is a manifestation of energy in whatever form.
To see, feel or otherwise sense the beauty of something merely means that you are so attuned to that energy form that in a way it manages to "call out" to whatever sense of yours that energy managed to be sensed by.
And in that moment of realization, that moment of the sense picking up on the energy and you knowing what it is and that it is good, in that moment you conceive it to be beauty.
That moment can last a fraction of a tenth of a second, it can last a lifetime, the length matters not in this context.
And the beauty can be that of a woman who catches your eye, the composition and flow of a sound, the mathematics behind a complex but flawless formula...

On a sidenote that's still so relevant that it could just be an intregral note to this wisdom, I can also add that beauty comes in many shapes, sizes and forms.

And to wrap everything in this post up, I'll point out that beauty, as concept, is universal.
It is not bound to time or space, if there is life there is the concept of beauty.
So, beauty might very well be one of the purest forms of energy that exists beyond the purest, prime energy from which all energy transfers to other forms.