Into the flow of passive intent
Metals as liquid
Water as flint
Into the desert where
No critics or rage
Shall destroy the balance
The sugar of plain
The succulent beauty is
Simplicity's base
The focused intending
The pureness of face
When duty is banished and
Judgement is hung
Take in the bounty of
Flow which you've won.
-Eve Is One
Eve's Paintings & Prints
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