Chaos everywhere
Chaos
Is empty and full
May seem as
Unconditional love..
Chaos
Is empty fullness
Which appears as
Order..
A creation story...
I am
Is the appearance
Of order
In and as chaos...
Sensitive dependance
On initial conditions..
Began the story
Of a butterfly and a
Tornado...
Chaos
Is not knowing
Appearing sometimes
As knowing...
Life feels
Like chaos
With a masking
Of order...
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2024
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