Dedicated to the trees of planet Earth.
There is a way. To everything that has ever existed. With authority the words are printed, to explain a solution that there is. No problem will be defined. There is a solution to the ever continuing cycle of breaking yourself.
The ripples are formed but on the surface. What’s true has to be explored. Is there a way?? Yes there is..
Life is different, in different places and at different times. What remains, is a journey that continues. Knowledge is an object, at a certain understanding. But the perspective may change. The definitions are for the objects, but your vision may change. What you see may not be true, but you may change. All there is, is stillness unexplored.
Swaying to the different conditions, trees are setting an example. But the ones with the eyes, are they seeing it? The strength is in the stillness at the core of the trunks, preaching this world that is all around. No matter who listens, they spend their lives in a mode no different. No differences they show, giving shelter and shade. What is wrong in letting us learn.
Filled with life and freshness, is there a message to be conveyed? Yes.
“When stillness speaks, we see that there is a way…”
There is a way. To everything that has ever existed. With authority the words are printed, to explain a solution that there is. No problem will be defined. There is a solution to the ever continuing cycle of breaking yourself.
The ripples are formed but on the surface. What’s true has to be explored. Is there a way?? Yes there is..
Life is different, in different places and at different times. What remains, is a journey that continues. Knowledge is an object, at a certain understanding. But the perspective may change. The definitions are for the objects, but your vision may change. What you see may not be true, but you may change. All there is, is stillness unexplored.
Swaying to the different conditions, trees are setting an example. But the ones with the eyes, are they seeing it? The strength is in the stillness at the core of the trunks, preaching this world that is all around. No matter who listens, they spend their lives in a mode no different. No differences they show, giving shelter and shade. What is wrong in letting us learn.
Filled with life and freshness, is there a message to be conveyed? Yes.
“When stillness speaks, we see that there is a way…”
