The Art of Being Unseen
I am the space between the lines,55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe3XdwPDV0F
the shadow cast by morning’s shine.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk6DpqgxkWG
Not absent, no—just softly there,55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHtHcoie4Sf
a fleeting breath, a whispered prayer.
They search for light in grand displays,55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa9gVpjPX1K
in colors loud, in golden blaze.55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv5dsGHgF7N
Yet beauty lives where few will seek—55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOQwsdOlESf
a petal brushed against the cheek.
For even winds that kiss the sea,55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4jsmsgMQG1
and falling leaves that set birds free,55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnww02Ukns9
exist without the need for sight—55Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIpGpbQtyBa
yet shape the world in quiet might.
