Day 26: Wabi Sabi 1

It wasn’t beauty
that took his breath
away, but the wake
of its absence…

It wasn’t beauty
that took his breath
away, but the wake
of its absence, how
so much perfection could
well up,     fill space (always ready
to hold       even
                    spill over)
Or could it be the way

beauty left
entirely      His mind
erasing imperfections as it went
leaving the real beauty-
Transience     beauty of absence
sheer imprint, pure, incomplete
burned deep into
dreams, memory,
a poem.

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A study in Transience: poem 1

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Author: tara linda

Musician, performer, poet, jewelry maker

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