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In the grand, unceasing current. I am one moment’s tiny ripple on the surface Appearing only to disappear. Disappearing only to reappear. The one proceeds from all. And all proceed...

Softly gathered, softly whispering Under fallen leaves In the shadow of a decaying logFallen acornsGathering together without shapeConversing without voices The life of the forest

At the edge of the selfUchi and soto An ambiguous boundary Gently covered Quietly connected

The end is the beginningThe beginning is the end Unceasing

I am myself Even though I wilt and become a seedI am always myself

How did they come to be shaped this way? Perhaps they were born out of a long conversation no one else can hear. Full of a wisdom and knowledge no...

I’ll connect to you. And eventually, become you. Becoming larger and larger I know all: I’ll even become something I don’t recognize.

( design motif : ore ) Studying the slick surface intently, I see it is in fact bumpy. Studying the bumpy surface intently, I see it is in fact jagged....

In beautiful flowering grasses Across a clear lake Deep in the dark earth And in a newborn baby Little things gathered togetherLittle things moving together in their own world Little...

A slight scent dancing on the windBrings to mind a forgotten little memoryScents certainly exist as tiny invisible particles Drifting around me and enveloping me