For The Sunday Muse Prompt #174:
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The empty glass
catches the fading light,
its pale blandness
turned in an instant
into a merry band of colours
wending their way
around its rim.
In the still moments
of yielding to the night
we see, through heavy eyes
that in the brilliance of
the radiant light, and the shadows too
there is beauty, everywhere
A Geek's Life 
There is beauty everywhere ~~ no more so than in your poem.
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I agreed to Helen’s point of view. The beauty that I like the most is the poem “beauty” written by YAM.
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Thanks Zamar for stopping by.. Unfortunately I couldn’t find your spot to reciprocate…
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That’s fine. You can check website as YAM
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“….and the shadows too” so very wise, true and beautiful AJ!
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There’s always beauty, but too often we don’t take time to see it. We look, but we don’t see!
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“turned in an instant
into a merry band of colours
wending their way
around its rim.”
i liked that visual… well done
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Thank you for reminding me to take time and “see” the beauty I’m surrounded with.
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