Poetry... when the banal and trivial... Annalways

Poetry...
when the banal and trivial world, appear naked before the sight... free from walls and veils, allowed to be everything, in anything... A shadowy and hidden beauty, turns all clear...from within... A lonely vibration, sweet...or bitter...bittersweet... as an enigmatic and fascinating musical score, composed by him who has the gift of seeing life on the wings... of a butterfly...