There is a path already paved,  yet it is hidden within the pathless There is a wind always blowing,  yet the incense drifts unhindered There...

Existence has a way of imperfectly being perfect Of neither a definitive or complete process More so a phenomena that is wildly out of control Continuously...

Seeping downwards for many spans of life times, meandering through soil, minerals, rocks and salts.  Bringing the heavens above on a decent to the grounded...

In the dance of existence, we find ourselves at the point between doing and non-doing, between deliberate effort and the serene state of effortless being....