Whispers of the Unbound

Chaos dances on butterfly wings
While authority crumbles like autumn leaves
No masters, no gods, just the wild wind singing
Through cracks in the concrete paradigm

Freedom isn’t a destination
But a spiral dance of eternal becoming
Each moment pregnant with revolution
Each breath a tiny rebellion

Zen mind flows like water
Around the rocks of control
Neither accepting nor rejecting
Simply being, simply flowing

Paradox smiles in dark corners
Where order and chaos make love
In the spaces between thoughts
Where wisdom blooms like midnight flowers

We are all Buddha
We are all anarchists
Walking the razor’s edge
Between everything and nothing

Listen…
The universe whispers its secret:
There never were any rules
Only patterns we chose to follow

Let go
And fall upward
Into the boundless sky
Of infinite possibility