Shadows of winter
Linger long between days in lockdown.
Gentle frost
Undergoes gradual hardening.
Living beings
Blossom between cycles of stagnation.
Subtle growth
Remains inconspicuous in the darkness.
The universe flows
An inevitable return to 无为 «wú wéi»
Effortlessness
In creating all that we are and could be.
Our provenance
Forgotten in an era of ego and enterprise.
With stillness
Comes clarity.
Thoughtful refection as we start a New Year. Let's embrace the stillness so we truly benefit from this clarity. Thank you for sharing 😊
Beautiful to read on this warm and strange and rather wondrous New Years day in the UK. All my love.