it's a natural elegance - life in seamless acceptance to itself in all things. There comes a point of emptiness recognized and at this same point we see the fullness that it holds. Nothing can be argued as not belonging. There's no jagged edge in reality, in the spread of existence even the sharpness of our sorrow, pain, and anger are softened by their own formless nature, giving way, in their time, to the continuation of the whole. In this way, we see how a tree branch doesn't break through it's reality to touch the sky, it's not a violent act of commanding space to fit it's reach - it's the elegance of nature in full acceptance, one thing trading itself in endless form to formless wonder. So too our own touch within the world - we are elegant in this same fashion.
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Peace,
Eric
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