The Art of Vanishing
Mastering the Gentle Disappearance from Life’s Stage
In shadows deep, I slip away,
A quiet drift from light of day.
No sound, no trace, no final glance,
I vanish softly in life’s dance.Through misty veils and silent streams,
I fade into forgotten dreams.
A whisper lost, a fleeting trace,
Erased like footsteps in soft lace.The art of vanishing, so fine,
To walk the edge of space and time.
Not gone, but neither truly here,
A wisp of thought, a fleeting tear.No weight, no burden, no despair,
I disappear into the air.
The art is in the letting go,
To simply vanish, soft and slow.No farewells needed, no goodbyes,
Just starlight fading from your eyes.
In stillness, I become the breeze,
And in my vanishing, find peace.
Life can often feel like an overwhelming stage, with all eyes on us, every decision scrutinized, every action watched. But what if there was power in stepping back? The “art of vanishing” doesn’t mean disappearing entirely from existence. Rather, it refers to the mindful act of removing yourself from certain situations, letting go of unhealthy attachments, and finding peace in the quiet spaces that remain.
Vanishing, in this sense, is about retreating when the noise gets too loud, when expectations pile up, and when we lose…
