I've been observing the creek by my house for my English AP class and I was very impressed by how much beauty was so close to home. I had always taken it for granted but since I've been observing I've been seeing the beauty in everything. I could hear the water flow, bees buzz, and birds sing, making the perfect melody. I never actually listened so closely to something so simple before; it was calming and peaceful and sounded like the ocean in a seashell. The wind, unseen, whistled a tune in my ears. It messed up my hair so perfectly. The wind attacked the trees and wrestled them, making a swaying sound as the leaves peacefully shed off, hitting the ground softly. The birds, like a choir, rehearsed the same song while the noisy gurgles of the water surrounded them.
Beauty doesn't necessarily have to be seen; there's beauty in the sense of hearing as well. If you just close your eyes you can become a part of nature, see the aspects of beauty with your ears.