"Zero Point of Creation", 2018, original encaustic
Peace is the natural state The source of rest and the result of entropy. It is the zero point Where everything comes and goes. How do we know this? Just look at our lives. Each day ends and begins with sleep The state of renewal without conflict. Conflict comes naturally enough In pursuit of our goals, Position, power, procreation, And all the things that support it. Conflict arises from peace Like ripples on the surface Obscuring the mirror clear image. Conflict is the first step, But by the end It is all that’s left, Rage and frustration, chaos and division With peace eclipsed. Where is the natural peace then? Where is the rejuvenating sleep At the end of that day? Waiting, simply waiting As it is Its nature to do. (10/6/26)
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