The poetry of subjective moments

I don't know why, but I think the phrase is beautiful.

Moments that can only be interpreted by the person who feels it, yet there is poetry to that moment.

There's beauty in a situation for only the person who is experiencing it, and the quality of that experience can only be translated and mediated through words.

I can tell you about the beauty of something I experienced, but the experience is already once removed in my telling because it was my personal experience; the fact that I brought in my own insights, thoughts, and feelings at the time that contributed to the beauty and poetry of the moment makes it hard for someone else to understand how I truly felt.

I don't know if it's beauty though. Poetry means more than just beauty. The aesthetic quality of something personally experienced perhaps?