One wouldn't deface a painting or any art
Because the artist created it in a certain way
Just as one wouldn't change
The melody of a musician's composition
And yet the art of poetry has been totally defaced
Couplets & stanzas obliterated due to restricted space
My poems are unrecognisable, as are many--
Therefore, with regret, I must remove my defaced art
Thank you, fellow artists, for your loving kindness
Autumn effortlessly shows us the art of letting go
And yet it's still the prelude to summertide's dream...
May your every breath & step
Be blessed on your quest for truth
~ Truth is unchanging ~
Therefore, nothing to add or subtract
Impermanence is an undeniable fact...
For now, I will remain the silent observer
With love and hope in my heart--
Farewells, at best, are never easy
But MAYBE the time has come to woefully depart ...