Influx and Stillness

I AM influx
You ARE influx
We ARE influx
He, She, It and They ARE influx
To pretend otherwise makes no sense
Because without flux there can be no form, no life, no love
I AM in stillness
You ARE in stillness
We ARE in stillness
He, She, It and They ARE in stillness
Because without stillness there can be no influx
We are always in stillness and influx
Never one or other alone
Unless time comes to standstill
In a motionless point
That’s all there really is to It

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‘Stitches in Time’ (Oil painting on board by Alan Rayner, 2020)

Stitching in Time

Every moment is a turning point In ever-present current Carrying life across the gaps In human memory From future into past Without a pause for

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