Sleep’s Awakening

The water I saw yesterday shines out from my mind’s eye today. In the moment, it was just a glisten. In another moment it had become the water I had already known. Within a few minutes it was more than I had ever known water to be. In the following hour it had become an understanding of what water can do in the morning, in the noonday sun, in the dark of night.
This morning it has become art. The art of clarity. The art of purity. The art of transmission. The art of invisibility. The art of obedience. The art of letting go. The art of service. The art of reflection. The art of dissolution. The art of motion. The art of equilibrium. The art of flexibility. The art of persistence…
Sleep has done nothing to the water. Sleep has only opened my eyes wider.

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