beauty makes truth splendid

i've been thinking about this statement for about a week now. plato said it, robert webber quoted it, and i can't get it out of my head. the more i ponder, the more i see the depth and wisdom of such a simple observation. i can't put my jumbled thoughts into words completey but here's what i've come up with so far.
in the pace of life around me, i have lost sight of beauty, whatever form it may take. instead of being able to see the beauty of an elderly couple holding hands, or a man enjoying the serenity of a swim in our very polluted harbour, i spend my time thinking about the next task to accomplish or meeting to attend. i seem to have lost sight of seeing the mystery and beauty of our God at work around me.
the little amount of beauty that we are able to see with our fallen eyes reveals so much of the truth of Who God is in this eternal story. every picture tells a story, and when i am really open, that story the picture is telling is the story of God.
beauty may not be whatt i want it to be, beauty may be some pretty horrible things happening that God is still sovereign over. His truth is made not only splendid by the beauty of life, but also real by the beauty and experiences of life.
may the eyes of my soul be opened more to the splendid beauty of truth everyday.