April 13^th, 2025

One continuous clear void, the night precisely midway; the moon, cool, spews frost. When light and dark are merged without division, who distinguishes relative and absolute herein?

Thus it is said, “Although the absolute is absolute, yet it is relative; although the relative is relative, yet it is complete.” At this precise moment, how do you discern?

How clear. Twin shining eyes before any impulse!
How stately. The eternal body outside forms!