Splendor.

 

It always obvious.

It isn't always in plain view.

It is however, all around you.

It's in everything.

It's even in things that cruel, vicious, and eternally dark.

Look closely and you'll be able to spot it.

It's in the air.

It's in soil.

It's in the water.

It's in the trees.

It's inside of you.

It's inside of me.

You release your inhabitions it never allude your detection.

Practice seeing it in all.

Make it your new  discipline and make art.

Beauty resides in everything and keeps the world from falling apart.

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