The Art of Being Unseen
I am the space between the lines,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkUhSk4D8gz
the shadow cast by morning’s shine.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMT5oJnY3DQ
Not absent, no—just softly there,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Ky65mG48H
a fleeting breath, a whispered prayer.
They search for light in grand displays,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8KnHWh4oiS
in colors loud, in golden blaze.167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYWXNvQHHXt
Yet beauty lives where few will seek—167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRJq0k2cEGx
a petal brushed against the cheek.
For even winds that kiss the sea,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ81gZLYQJqh
and falling leaves that set birds free,167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCJvh9A9wrM
exist without the need for sight—167Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkuSYeT5zSZ
yet shape the world in quiet might.
