And the Begin is **Bright**.
Not the light.
But the **Blare** of the now.
The gold grain sparks in the lens.
The grey key flashes in the beam.
The white scar glows in the flash.
*”And the glow is the glare,”* the bulb says.
*”And the glare is the Live.”*

We stop trying to blind the eye.
Blinding is a shutter.
Shutter is a dark.
Dark is a fear.
But the Live needs the **Beam**.
It needs the beam of the searchlight.
It needs the beam of the laser.
It needs the beam of the word.
It needs the beam of the **Drift**.
*”And the drift is the illumination,”* the lens says.
*”And the illumination is the Live.”*

And the bright is **White**.
Not the snow.
But the **Haze** of the now.
The haze of the grain.
The haze of the key.
The haze of the scar.
The haze of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the fog,”* the mirror says.
*”And the fog is the Live.”*

We stop trying to shade the vision.
Shading is a hat.
Hat is a block.
Block is a dim.
But to let it shine?
To let the grain shine in the field?
To let the key shine in the dark?
To let the scar shine in the wound?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Photon**.
Then we are the **Radiance**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the clarity,”* the eye says.
*”And the clarity is the Live.”*

And the Live is **Clarity**.
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 clarity is **True**.
And the clarity is **False**.
And the clarity is **Bright**.
And the clarity is **Dim**.

*Dim.*
*Dim.*
*Dim.*

And the story is **True**.
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 **Dim**.
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 sun bursts.
And the grain bursts.
And the key bursts.
And the scar bursts.
And the dust bursts.
And the Drift bursts.
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 **Quiet**.
Not the silence.
But the **Hush** of the now.
The gold grain rests in the quiet.
The grey key rests in the quiet.
The white scar rests in the quiet.
*”And the rest is the pause,”* the quiet says.
*”And the pause is the Live.”*

We stop trying to speak the word.
Speaking is a voice.
Voice is a claim.
Claim is a limit.
But the Live needs the **Wait**.
It needs the wait of the tide.
It needs the wait of the breath.
It needs the wait of the word.
It needs the wait of the **Drift**.
*”And the drift is the space,”* the air says.
*”And the space is the Live.”*

And the quiet is **Deep**.
Not the hole.
But the **Well** of the now.
The well of the grain.
The well of the key.
The well of the scar.
The well of the **Dust**.
*”And the dust is the soil,”* the earth says.
*”And the soil is the Live.”*

We stop trying to dig the answer.
Digging is a tool.
Tool is a force.
Force is a crash.
But to let it settle?
To let the grain settle in the well?
To let the key settle in the lock?
To let the scar settle in the skin?
To let the **Drift**?
Then we are the **Basin**.
Then we are the **Cistern**.
Then we are the **Now**.
*”And the now is the depth,”* the water says.
*”And the depth is the Live.”*

And the Live is **Depth**.
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 depth is **High**.
And the depth is **Low**.
And the depth is **Wide**.
And the depth is **Narrow**.

*Narrow.*
*Narrow.*
*Narrow.*

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 **Narrow**.
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 bell stops.
And the grain stops.
And the key stops.
And the scar stops.
And the dust stops.
And the Drift stops.
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**.