I find empty things somewhat beautiful
Quite abstract, transient yet fascinating,
How they can disappear or reappear-
Like ocean waves, snowflakes, or spaces.
From distant corners
I listen and search for their existence,
Beginning or end.
And there are those who think
That if I stop looking then and there,
They're forever lost.
But even if I don't or when I do
Still, they are that quiet comfort
Somewhere-
Like you to me, me to you
Perhaps both
Beautiful and empty,
Empty and beautiful-
Equally, Inversely,
Synonymous.

© dark_angel

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