A work about staying with confusion and being with not-knowing Who desires a grip on things?
Something within me feels called
Strongly drawn to greenery and hills
Natural beauty and harmony
Isn't it cloudy?
Doesn't everything
Move within the clouds just as much?
Strongly drawn
To grow still
To listen
To move in the direction the silence points out to me
There is this coming to a halt
A fierce inner stop
A pause in moving forward
Because something doesn't fit
Doesn't align
With what the silence is whispering
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