Shadows of winter
Linger long between days in lockdown.
Gentle frost
Undergoes gradual hardening.
Living beings
Blossom between cycles of stagnation.
Subtle growth
Remains inconspicuous in the darkness.
The universe flows
An inevitable return to 无为 «wú wéi»
Effortlessness
In creating all that we are and could be.
Our provenance
Forgotten in an era of ego and enterprise.
With stillness
Comes clarity.
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