And here it is....
the wind,
the flow,
the consciousness in between thoughts.
Becoming still and feeling the movement swirl around me.
The truth, honesty, waves of emotion
No different than the wind.
Becoming attuned to the smallness of life.
Tiny moments
Clarity and understanding for moments
the work
the dance..the great orchestration that is this life experience.
you grasp it, and it is gone like grains of sand
like water
like wind
all on the tip of your tounge
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