Yet within that sorrow lies a fragile beauty — the kind that belongs only to the human condition
it feels as though long-forgotten memories or unspoken feelings
Even when reaching for the memory that should be there
especially in moments when the balance of your heart begins to waver
the core remains unchanged
Center of Awareness Yet within that sorrow liesAbove, a face with closed eyes, leaning slightly backward. Below, a profile resting in quiet stillness, its eyes gently shut. Between them, a single eye opens looking straight ahead. The upper and lower faces remain closed. Not in refusal, not in escape,but as if sinking inward into silence. And yet, at the center, something remains awake. Not emotion. Not reason. But awareness itself. The backward tilt above and the sideways flow below create a