He caught beauty in a stroke,
the chisel–life,
the look which mirrors broke
praised and scorned at edge of knife.
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Chris G.
Beauty in the eye of the beholder?
praised and scorned at the edge of the knife…dare to walk that razor edge…you will surely be cut, guess it just matters how deep…smiles.
Beauty’s creation can come in all forms, all how we weave our eyes to percieve.
A slip of the hand and all will be lost
To live on a knife’s edge…I suppose we all do in some form.
“The look which mirror broke” perfect I liked it so much.. thanks for sharing..
Shashi
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Om Namah Shivaya
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