Now breathe.
and Remember:


joy =

Suffering which is not equal to Calm

= bliss


Thus the signature of harmony:

effortless dynamic stability
or
structured adaptability

a moving part
of a larger wondrous
Fractal:

the
anthropomorphized metaphor,
abstracted from sensing the form:
the One

which is Not.

the City

that captivating light oft
confused by
flies

for
the Sun


within

I.

I was starstruck in
the dark
by
The Muse

illuminated yet protected by a brilliant
reflection; and
She was gone.

determined,
with The Muse in my heart and her sweet
song to guide me I crossed
the river

and entered the wilderness.




II.

My now fearless
heart found a path
and through it calmly imbibed
the unknown

and the sun began to shine.




III.

The light unveiled a
companion
traveling beside me all along.
"The sun forever shines
on this mountain", he said.

A fork in the road.

He gave me a calm, quizzical look;
acknowledged the sun;
nodded to the mountain before us;
and departed down the
path unsung.

I followed the muse.

Calmly I
strayed,
forging my own path guided by my newly
ignited, warming

inner fire.




IV.

A glorious
woman
sat not far off
the path
singing.

With a beautiful
voice, a beautiful
face, and a
beautiful heart,
she looked
the part of

The Muse

but her hurting,
tired eyes
gave her away

she was not

because no person could
be

and realizing this
I was no longer starstruck.




V.

The image:
The Muse had been
shattered

but I did not run.

I approached with
a smile and she
refused my offered
hand.

Without anger, without
pain, I turned my gaze to the
mountain before
me.

"Thank you", I whispered in her
ear

"Thank you for guiding
me
here, the sun always shines;
we
both can find our way"
and kissed her forehead.

And with the sun warming my
heart, I began
singing
that same song
The Muse within
me all along

and was off

to know the unknown
mountain and
glorious sun
by knowing
my mysterious
Self