Blending In Poem by David Taylor

He did not want to hide himself
so present at every occasion
he dressed himself appropriately
and went forth to each event
with sweet petal'd scent upon the ground
or in greens and browns upon the boughs
or sparkling shafts of light in precious jewels
in any attire as he thought he might
in accordance with his nature choose
and everyone said he isn't here
he must be hiding far away
and since he is not here found
perhaps he did not exist before
or even after all has disappeared?