Be still as a picture.
Draw upon the wisdom of four seasons.
The texture of a cloud, the green of a lake, the scent of sod, the cool under thatch.
The translucence of a tear.
The light in the eye of a child.
A mischievous moment, full of the deep wisdom of innocence.
Sit still as you walk.
Still as you walk, as you walk, still as you…