Still Life - Poem

Be as one with it all mate

This is still life. High contrast.

It is hubris to search for secrets not worth knowing

or to attempt in conquering timeless forces

Be undeniable

But be indifferent, unimposing

Be a constant in your space

Let the wind flow through you

Let the light reflect

Do not demand

Be penetrable, part of everything

There is no tranquillity in domination

I will appose those who impose themselves on the world

Chill the fuck out mate