The Art of Being Unseen
I am the space between the lines,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI1c7A7uoli
the shadow cast by morning’s shine.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ12RJPOVTrw
Not absent, no—just softly there,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqTW1Hz3x5i
a fleeting breath, a whispered prayer.
They search for light in grand displays,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3zCtcbFGlq
in colors loud, in golden blaze.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNb1QGPxGJq
Yet beauty lives where few will seek—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ24hqSOn4AW
a petal brushed against the cheek.
For even winds that kiss the sea,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMeWkCPdBWC
and falling leaves that set birds free,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwMLU4LVPI9
exist without the need for sight—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXkyErG9wJc
yet shape the world in quiet might.
