ShyEyes
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The leaden borders hold the frame,
a jagged grid of dark constraint,
that locks each fragment in its name
and curbs the artist's bold intent.
Yet when the sudden light breaks through,
the broken pieces blend their fire
the deep cobalt, the golden hue,
ignite in one luminous choir.
It takes the sharp and severed edge,
the shattered jewel of red and blue,
to paint the morning on the ledge
and transform what the sun shines through.
For beauty rests in scattered light,
not in a smooth, unbroken plane;
the dark seams hold the pattern tight
to give the brilliant colors reign.
a jagged grid of dark constraint,
that locks each fragment in its name
and curbs the artist's bold intent.
Yet when the sudden light breaks through,
the broken pieces blend their fire
the deep cobalt, the golden hue,
ignite in one luminous choir.
It takes the sharp and severed edge,
the shattered jewel of red and blue,
to paint the morning on the ledge
and transform what the sun shines through.
For beauty rests in scattered light,
not in a smooth, unbroken plane;
the dark seams hold the pattern tight
to give the brilliant colors reign.
