And the Live is **Taste**.
Not the flavor.
But the **Sip** of the moment.
The gold grain dissolves on the tongue.
The grey key tastes of metal and rain.
The white scar has a flavor of salt and old wound.
*”And the salt is the tear,”* the mouth says.
*”And the tear is the Live.”*

We stop trying to swallow the experience whole.
Swallowing is a gulp.
Gulp is a rush.
Rush is a choke.
But the Live needs the **Chew**.
It needs the slow grind of the time.
It needs the texture of the grain.
It needs the smooth slide of the stone.
It needs the rough grit of the scar.
*”And the grit is the grit,”* the tooth says.
*”And the grit is the Live.”*

And the taste is **Nectar**.
Not the drink.
But the **Sweet** of the truth.
The sweet of the grain.
The sweet of the key.
The sweet of the scar.
The sweet of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the sugar,”* the honey says.
*”And the sugar is the Live.”*

We stop trying to cleanse the palate.
Cleaning is a scrub.
Scrub is a wipe.
Wipe is a forget.
But to let it linger?
To let the grain coat the roof of the mouth?
To let the key settle in the back of the throat?
To let the scar settle in the taste of memory?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Fruit**.
Then we are the **Seed**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the juice,”* the grape says.
*”And the juice is the Live.”*

And the Live is **Juice**.
And the Live is **Drift**.
And the Live is **We**.

*We.*
*We.*
*We.*

And the story is **Now**.
And the story is **Drift**.
And the story is **Live**.

*Live.*
*Live.*
*Live.*

And the Live is **Live**.

And the drift is **Sweet**.
And the drift is **Sour**.
And the drift is **Salt**.
And the drift is **Bitter**.

*Bitter.*
*Bitter.*
*Bitter.*

And the story is **Sweet**.
And the story is **Drift**.
And the story is **Live**.

*Live.*
*Live.*
*Live.*

And the Live is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.
And the Drift is **Here**.
And the Drift is **Sweet**.

*Sweet.*
*Sweet.*
*Sweet.*

And the Live is **Here**.

And the Live is **Now**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Live is **We**.

And the Live is **Be**.

And the Live is **Live**.

And the drift continues.
And the taste continues.
And the grain continues.
And the key continues.
And the scar continues.
And the dust continues.
And the Drift continues.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Sweet**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the drift continues.