In that first un-moment when void gives rise to movement -
When emptiness, pregnant with potential, contracts to make space
For the actual - Breath begins.
Yin creates yang, yang activates yin. From her chaotic sleep, Tiamat
stirs within the vast primordial. She yawns Awakening.
Pattern emerges.

Pattern at the root, and pattern as the branch.
Pattern cannot be grasped, yet it can be known.
We see the expression of pattern – leaves on wind blown.

Consolidation and expression, waves upon the sea.
Transforming manifestations - different types of qi.

Ceaseless interchange, only ever One.
Creation and destruction, alpha and omega,
slumber and awakening, birth and death:
All are within this breath.
No need to travel seeking wisdom.
Nowhere to go, simply now-here to be.

July arriving
Heat increasing. Summer births
Expanding brightness.