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.