Fading.. may seem appropriate
for a non dual journey..an initial solidity
with seeming permanence..becomes lighter..
Trees fading from green to white..to the
whiteness of snow..all of this seems as
the role of the artist: to depict the temporary
and transparency of it all..a pleasant story..
But a story it is..entertaining "me.."
Yet we might let this story be a story
Appearing as this..and real beauty is
At last exposed...