What was deep.
What was known.
What was profound.
It is touched, felt.
It has form, shape, line, colour.
Gaze softly
Look to see and learn.
Much remains beneath, yet dances onto the surface.
The marks make impressions, juxtaposed shapes serve to inform.
Our knowing draws from all dimensions.
A moment of play in the present.
The creator risks what was formed before.
Pure, felt, love, joyous, a dive into life.
Whilst shapes remain submerged.
The layers that follow emerge.
Return to the surface, it is dense, the air unrefined.
Contracted.
The interplay of creation.
Naturally, it is perfect.
It takes all to create.
The depth beneath and the surface appearance.
For without one we are not informed by the other.
Balance arrives, integration is met.
Something revealed.