Still, still, still we wait in the night beneath currents of primordial sound. Still, still, still we wait and dream forever living in the penumbra of yesterday wondering what will it bring. But how can we wonder when we already know? Lost in a daze creativity cannot flow. Still, still, still we wait for the [...]
The mind directs 'Is there nothing I can do?' That's exactly it Just sit On the verge of spontaneity And let it happen. Once the thought pervades It takes attention away.