The Art of Being Unseen
I am the space between the lines,118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVhOXOI3jYm
the shadow cast by morning’s shine.118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIIFhRMF99O
Not absent, no—just softly there,118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0PQHvxVp6h
a fleeting breath, a whispered prayer.
They search for light in grand displays,118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhEBeESZW38
in colors loud, in golden blaze.118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jylbWmO2C
Yet beauty lives where few will seek—118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡisZVmvDmQA
a petal brushed against the cheek.
For even winds that kiss the sea,118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoTL03npA7Z
and falling leaves that set birds free,118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGhhtjg8WjY
exist without the need for sight—118Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1XkPYVlPiD
yet shape the world in quiet might.
