The Chaotic Flow.

[Fkeu'itan]

A contented sigh escapes,
From lungs that have breathed,
So many breaths before.
Yet none were like this.

As ever, locked into one moment,
As I have come to expect...
All my burdens of worry, want and need
Drift off into an endless abyss.

Everything seems so right.
Systems - utterly unpredictable,
In their very nature,
Somehow now ordered.

Systems that also,
At one time had no wonder,
No beauty to them,
Only confusion...

Now sluice,
Into a hazy clarity.
Not true transparancy,
But just enough.

They interact, flow together,
In a common direction.
And I flow with them.
Dropping into the sway.

Although the direction that we
Proceed to move in,
Is not itself,
Planar in motion.

We simply move...

Outwards.