A quiet contemplation - a simple source sensation - when all is back in flow - the element that show is that there is nowhere left to go except to origin below. In a trigger and a thought, all worlds at once cavort, but the element so still, the fresh air will to see: a greater form of destiny. Quietly I exude, quietly I conclude and from the stage I leave: an element that cannot reprieve how life receive at origin source, the river as a water course.