uncertain flow

 Softness that hits so hard, 

a gentle force that leaves a profound mark.

A quiet whisper in the storm’s embrace,

Guiding through the chaos with tender grace.

A feather's touch that shapes the stone,

In stillness, power is truly known.

The yielding branch survives the gale,

In its surrender, strength prevails.

It is never one thing or another, neither wrong nor right,

In the dance of shadows and light, opposites unite.

Fluid as the river's flow, boundless as the sky,

In the heart of paradox, true wisdom lies

Again, the physical needs, and imaginative needs,

Balance the earth and sky, as the spirit feeds.

Nourishing body and soul in tandem,

A harmonious life, in wisdom's kingdom.

Grounded in reality, yet dreams take flight,

In the union of both, we find our light.

In the underground it grows, finding the light diffused,

Shy to the light, but always pushing upward, never refused.

With silent strength, it seeks the sun,

A journey of growth quietly begun.

Through soil and stone, it makes its way,

Emerging into the light of day.

In its persistence, life finds a path,

From shadows to brilliance, escaping the dark.

"When the heart is open, 

a treasure shines in every stone. 

When the mind is closed, 

even the brightest gem appears dull."

Close your eyes and welcome the dark;

 in the stillness of night, dreams awaken.

 From the depths of emptiness, light emerges.

 In the heart of the void lies a spark of illumination.

In stillness, the mind blooms with ideas.

 A single thought, shared with others,

 can ripple through the world,

 creating changes unseen.

 True action lies in the power of the mind's quiet creation.

"In the crucible of conflict,

 the soul is tempered. 

Suffering cracks open the shell of ignorance, 

revealing the light of wisdom within. 

Embrace the struggle, 

for it is the teacher of the heart."