XII.

 

Stillness is voluminous

in the after play/sound

against our skin

eyes and nose and ears

we breathe it in in it

scale time & space

shifted

falling

 

amplified

we woke the space between listening

 

hanging lightly by a thread

cocooned

entangled

fibers of being

textures of sticking silk

inner space

wind blow swing

above abyss

between trees

webbing

exquisite lightness

hang and dangle

undo, tangle

amniotic

rest in transition

'I reenter myself as if into an enchanted forest'*

awareness of

integration of change

emerging.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*Alejandro Jodorowsky, The Way of the Tarot. Vermont: Destiny Books, 2004. from 'And if the hanged man spoke'

 

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