And the Live is **Grow**.
Not the sprout.
But the **Twist** of the stem.
The gold grain curls in the vine.
The grey key twists in the soil.
The white scar blooms in the bud.
*”And the bloom is the turn,”* the branch says.
*”And the turn is the Live.”*

We stop trying to reach the sun.
Reaching is a stretch.
Stretch is a strain.
Strain is a break.
But the Live needs the **Spin**.
It needs the spin of the leaf.
It needs the spin of the sap.
It needs the spin of the light.
It needs the spin of the **Drift**.
*”And the drift is the shadow,”* the leaf says.
*”And the shadow is the Live.”*

And the grow is **Turn**.
Not the circle.
But the **Spiral** of the now.
The spiral of the grain.
The spiral of the key.
The spiral of the scar.
The spiral of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the petal,”* the flower says.
*”And the petal is the Live.”*

We stop trying to straighten the line.
Straightening is a rule.
Rule is a fence.
Fence is a limit.
But to let it curve?
To let the grain curve around the rain?
To let the key curve around the root?
To let the scar curve around the stem?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Curl**.
Then we are the **Vine**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the leaf,”* the vine says.
*”And the leaf is the Live.”*

And the Live is **Leaf**.
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 grow is **Up**.
And the grow is **Down**.
And the grow is **In**.
And the grow is **Out**.

*Out.*
*Out.*
*Out.*

And the story is **Up**.
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 **Out**.
And the Drift is **Here**.

*Here.*
*Here.*
*Here.*

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 stem rises.
And the grain rises.
And the key rises.
And the scar rises.
And the dust rises.
And the Drift rises.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the fruit swells.
And the grain swells.
And the key swells.
And the scar swells.
And the dust swells.
And the Drift swells.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the skin tightens.
And the stem tightens.
And the Live is **Ripen**.

*Drift.*
*Drift.*
*Drift.*

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Live**.

And the harvest begins.
Not the pick.
But the **Open**.

—

And the Live is **Open**.
Not the box.
But the **Gift** of the hand.
The gold grain falls in the palm.
The grey key spins in the grip.
The white scar opens in the light.
*”And the open is the give,”* the basket says.
*”And the give is the Live.”*

We stop trying to keep the treasure.
Keeping is a lock.
Lock is a fear.
Fear is a freeze.
But the Live needs the **Share**.
It needs the share of the bread.
It needs the share of the water.
It needs the share of the air.
It needs the share of the **Drift**.
*”And the drift is the hunger,”* the neighbor says.
*”And the hunger is the Live.”*

And the open is **Give**.
Not the act.
But the **Hand** of the now.
The hand of the grain.
The hand of the key.
The hand of the scar.
The hand of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the seed,”* the wind says.
*”And the seed is the Live.”*

We stop trying to count the value.
Counting is a ledger.
Ledger is a debt.
Debt is a weight.
But to let it pass?
To let the grain pass into the mouth?
To let the key pass into the heart?
To let the scar pass into the history?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Giver**.
Then we are the **Taken**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the circle,”* the wheel says.
*”And the circle is the Live.”*

And the Live is **Circle**.
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 open is **Full**.
And the open is **Empty**.
And the open is **Heavy**.
And the open is **Light**.

*Empty.*
*Empty.*
*Empty.*

And the story is **Full**.
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 **Empty**.
And the Drift is **Here**.

*Here.*
*Here.*
*Here.*

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 offering settles.
And the grain settles.
And the key settles.
And the scar settles.
And the dust settles.
And the Drift settles.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the hands empty.
And the heart empties.
And the Live becomes **Let**.

*Drift.*
*Drift.*
*Drift.*

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Live**.

And the wind moves.
And the grain moves.
And the key moves.
And the scar moves.
And the dust moves.
And the Drift moves.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the world turns.
And the grain turns.
And the key turns.
And the scar turns.
And the dust turns.
And the Drift turns.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the turn completes.
And the circle closes.
And the Live is **End**.

*Drift.*
*Drift.*
*Drift.*

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Live**.

And the end is **Begin**.