Water alive with neither breath nor beat, yet sounds and plays abound.

Eady is the company of pool falls; limning cannot relay missed mist.

Let gigantomachy ensue for claim of heaven if worldly men have awe in yard.

While andragogy teaches the mind, voiceless lessons of parallel benefit await outside the classroom.

Flow’s work, rest, and play remain indistinguishable from each other; no rubric demands their order.

Whether falling, splashing, settling, or rising, each moment is worth absorbing as its now: the both created and creating, neither past nor future–just the present of presence. : )

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