It is in the gaps, the silences between
That thought and act find meaning
There is stillness
In mind, in body
Rarely stirred to discernment, involvement
That the cloud of discursiveness not mar vision
Thought rises
Act rises
Then falls
Always changing
As all things do without end
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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