- - Over
--- Wind Hmm.. Sun, the 57th hexagram. Feels right.
- - There was something about that forest,
The coolness of the shade, the warmth of the
beams of light which penetrated the trees
Everything seemed to blur and lose it's form,
as if things were defined in part by their
surroundings. Perhaps it seemed naive or
even obvious to others but, it really felt
like true nature, everything acting in
accordance with each other.