See a Forest For the Tree

tricking the eyes to see the ever illusive center Movement pulsating upon the stationary though it is illusory still the motion like leaves with no breeze, yet flowing the rising spirals and pulsating flowers bulging, rolling disks, then a vertigo sun apparently needing motion lying dormant yet your Mind where colors wash over one another and blank pages flow like an ocean the twinkling eye makes a shooting star is optimal for the art of illusionary