Sit and document the good parts
Meditate and open up the dark heart
Leaves vibrate off the stem
Clean cut patterns form a start
Leaves form crystals, cave of gems
Stems weave a canvas is this art?
Action is thought in the moment
Action is creation involvement
Never think about it twice
How many times till we get it right?
Basket of stems the web we weave
Stuck outside the present will we ever leave?
Breaths as spiders smoke to conceive
Chimney the flow as floats the source
Stay on land it’s in your hands to deceive.