from stony stillness and single oneness
such is the breath of creation, and of the universe
to motion and infinite complexity
a feast to keep the eye enchanted
and the mind entangled
for many spiraling lives
back to one again.
When we understand complete stillness, we understand all movement.
When we understand total silence, we understand all noise.
But we cannot understand movement, without FIRST grasping stillness, nor can we understand noise without first grasping total silence.
Before movement was, stillness is. Before any noise, silence is.
So, to understand life (and death), we must go back to where all this comes out of. Before thought was, before anything at all. 🌷