by Steve Tanham
Within a world where atoms part
This golden glory, rich like silks
Is accidental art
Whose numbers are not seen
Made beauty only by our minds
With insubstantial form and finds
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But let me share my secret truth
That nowhere is that pattern lacking
The heart of life’s delight
And say: when dulled mind looks on this
Content with art’s deflection
It finds its own reflection
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©Stephen Tanham
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
Sun in Gemini 
Accidental art usually has a magic all its own, and this post proves that, big time, Steve…
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Beautiful, Steve. ❤
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Thank you, Diana ❤️
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