Formless Play

There is no structure,

no form

made tangible.

As soon as form emerges

it transforms.

There is only

fluid

free-form

Eternity.

Rest into this.

It is benevolent

and brilliantly color-splashed.

It is feminine.

It had to be

to birth itself.

It is both

teacher and student,

living,

and not living.

It is playing.

We're IT,

so we might as well

play too.