The Art of Being Unseen
I am the space between the lines,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxqSJC28G2y
the shadow cast by morning’s shine.155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm6tIWcJygU
Not absent, no—just softly there,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVkQJdFYslG
a fleeting breath, a whispered prayer.
They search for light in grand displays,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmzFXYtfmHv
in colors loud, in golden blaze.155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc2257avlQT
Yet beauty lives where few will seek—155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcSkQ3nJdrX
a petal brushed against the cheek.
For even winds that kiss the sea,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfD6uuJTpLZ
and falling leaves that set birds free,155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr4RtYwywBP
exist without the need for sight—155Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkh7W3Xte1D
yet shape the world in quiet might.
