Tag: zebras
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27.10: Black on White
The Striped One, Who Is Both This isthe light and dark of it. You stand in the thresholdwhere dust meets breath,where sky calls to you, you — who wear the herd’s mark,light of consciousnessin your serene gaze. The light sees you.The light wants you. Sacred is the patternthat binds all things, black stripe of shadow,white…
It's Still Life 