Relate, Reflect and Ruminate: Pathless
Because sometimes, emotions donβt fit into bullet points and I have a flare for the dramatic.
For those feeling the paradox of chaos and stillness.
Stillness a chaotic peace
Forced by circumstance
Written down
Analysed
Earthly detachment a defence
A centre uncovered
Lying still
Found
Wisdoms enter hollow form
Again, cup re-emptied
Furrowed brow
Uncertain
Proven intangibly unattainable
All glories beyond
Shroud overtaken
Lost
At the lowest, light shines
At the highest, dark beckons
In the chaotic in-between
The glorious life
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