The Art of Being Unseen
I am the space between the lines,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgx25CdXXSK
the shadow cast by morning’s shine.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHGbXyCOtjt
Not absent, no—just softly there,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi6cCWvZ08y
a fleeting breath, a whispered prayer.
They search for light in grand displays,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh0wSIKkOY9
in colors loud, in golden blaze.62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSB9b9wVIIL
Yet beauty lives where few will seek—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeTehEaZxQg
a petal brushed against the cheek.
For even winds that kiss the sea,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcZQWgQdpv8
and falling leaves that set birds free,62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2y4x7paPuK
exist without the need for sight—62Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡszUMbIovZD
yet shape the world in quiet might.
