Like a wind filtering through the trees, it awakens one to an unknown awareness. Left alone, it grows with abundance, to analyze it suffocates its beauty. It is not a conscious effort, but an inspiration from afar. Without love it is impossible, with love it is immovable. It is not the sum of ones experiences, but a leap of consciousness. Without it there is no vision, with it there is wonder. To evolve we must harness it because our lives depend on it.
