outside the lines

The obvious is loud.
It blinds with its certainty,
a spotlight fixed on the wrong stage.

But in the corner of the frame,
in the quiet where attention rarely lingers,
something else waits.

Patterns that do not announce themselves.
Solutions that hide in plain sight.
Movements so subtle they are mistaken for stillness.

Most will never look there.
But those who do
find doors where walls were believed to be.