Tactile Co-Existence by Sam Flot

Tactile Co-existence

Life is a sacred ritual

If you make it become one

A gate passing through

Dimensions of tactile coexistence

Straight lines curving

Still maintaining consistent reverence

For the movements of dance

If you animate with sentience

If you practice to perfection

If you forget to memorize

If you know

Exactly which tree on the distant hill speaks to you

Then life is a sacred ritual