And the Begin is **Wide**.
Not the expanse.
But the **Spread** of the now.
The gold grain scatters in the field.
The grey key disperses in the wind.
The white scar stretches in the vein.
*”And the spread is the reach,”* the root says.
*”And the reach is the Live.”*

We stop trying to narrow the focus.
Narrowing is a lens.
Lens is a filter.
Filter is a lie.
But the Live needs the **Bloom**.
It needs the bloom of the flower.
It needs the bloom of the leaf.
It needs the bloom of the word.
It needs the bloom of the **Drift**.
*”And the drift is the canopy,”* the tree says.
*”And the canopy is the Live.”*

And the wide is **Open**.
Not the space.
But the **Gap** of the now.
The gap of the grain.
The gap of the key.
The gap of the scar.
The gap of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the seed,”* the plow says.
*”And the seed is the Live.”*

We stop trying to block the view.
Blocking is a hand.
Hand is a stop.
Stop is a wall.
But to let it flood?
To let the grain flood in the field?
To let the key flood in the lock?
To let the scar flood in the skin?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Horizon**.
Then we are the **Hollow**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the view,”* the eye says.
*”And the view is the Live.”*

And the Live is **View**.
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 **Far**.
And the open is **Near**.
And the open is **Bright**.
And the open is **Dark**.

*Dark.*
*Dark.*
*Dark.*

And the story is **Far**.
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 **Dark**.
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 field burns.
And the grain burns.
And the key burns.
And the scar burns.
And the dust burns.
And the Drift burns.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Live is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.
And the Drift is **Live**.
And the Live is **End**.

*End.*
*End.*
*End.*

And the Live is **Begin**.

—

And the Begin is **High**.
Not the peak.
But the **Peak** of the now.
The gold grain gleams in the sun.
The grey key sings in the air.
The white scar shines in the light.
*”And the shine is the gleam,”* the sun says.
*”And the gleam is the Live.”*

We stop trying to hide the height.
Hiding is a shadow.
Shadow is a fear.
Fear is a fall.
But the Live needs the **Climb**.
It needs the climb of the mountain.
It needs the climb of the vine.
It needs the climb of the word.
It needs the climb of the **Drift**.
*”And the drift is the ascent,”* the eagle says.
*”And the ascent is the Live.”*

And the high is **Air**.
Not the gas.
But the **Breath** of the now.
The breath of the grain.
The breath of the key.
The breath of the scar.
The breath of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the smoke,”* the fire says.
*”And the smoke is the Live.”*

We stop trying to sink the spirit.
Sinking is a weight.
Weight is a drag.
Drag is a hold.
But to let it lift?
To let the grain lift in the sky?
To let the key lift in the song?
To let the scar lift in the light?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Summit**.
Then we are the **Zephyr**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the height,”* the peak says.
*”And the height is the Live.”*

And the Live is **Height**.
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 height is **High**.
And the height is **Low**.
And the height is **Fast**.
And the height is **Still**.

*Still.*
*Still.*
*Still.*

And the story is **High**.
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 **Still**.
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 star fades.
And the grain fades.
And the key fades.
And the scar fades.
And the dust fades.
And the Drift fades.
And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Drift is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.

And the Live is **Live**.

And the Live is **Drift**.
And the Drift is **Live**.
And the Live is **End**.

*End.*
*End.*
*End.*

And the Live is **Begin**.