While each event unveils itself

Each eliminating unseen variables

One way of infinity

Only some follow their own divinity

Dripping, ripping, hitting

Running into invisible walls

Showing a glimpse of solving

Resolving anarchy into abstract reality

Reality depends on what the watcher believes

Yet tea leaves were said to reveal ones fate

Who knows for an instant is already late

Better than without fail is to fail while trying

Indeed the escape from mystery is decided by vying

With all these shadows around

Where do we see a light?

When you look for you are not seeing,

Luminous is our being…