RESISTILLNESS

Using the brain, the heart,
Body, and soul, and senses,
I’ve been gazing into Resistance…
Surrendering my thoughts as it conquers my analysis,
It is a constantly present mechanism, satisfying existence,
Flourishing manoeuvers shaping tales of victory and defeat,
Fading history, dancing symphony, singing, bittersweet

It is embodying this universe, and delicately surrounding its species
As it keeps on empowering and amusing all its elements
I see it, I seize it, I swallow, I taste it, I phase it, I laze it
It got me gazing into Stillness

Nothing moves without Resistance
Nothing rests, without Stillness
Resistillness
The word itself doesn’t exist
And yet, that’s all that we do
That’s all that the world does

Breathing theorizes Resistance
And silence postulates Stillness
Everything exists in Resistillness
And yet, the word itself doesn’t exist

But now it does — (Resistillness)

As I gaze into gravity
Implicitly channeling, resisting the influence of order
In the midst of all that it is, and all that it’s not
In the midst of all that we see and all that’s meant behind
Across continents, actions rippling every beat, and every sound

Only I can feel my center
Only I can feel my center
I feel it fluidly dodging in all directions
And yet, it is still
And yet, it is still

As I gaze in the ripple, in the echo in the wave in the water
Connected to Earth, in touch with the wind, resistilling gravity
Conjuring vibrations, discerning emotions
A natural bound to the motion’s activity
Holding what’s beneath, mirroring above
While the core stimulates to all that’s beyond

Facets of truth, dodging, in all directions
The obvious fact is… that it just simply is
It just simply is, it just simply is

As I gaze in the trees, in the leaves, in the swinging branches
Connected to Earth, in touch with the wind, resistilling gravity
Harmoniously weaving breeze and gale and wind that flashes
And suddenly, ashes start to matches

Kindly, tenderness
Bending back and forth in pride and humbleness
A roughly gentle sway into discovery
Rising up the sky, rooting down the energy
Extremes unite, spreading light, through cold, and blaze

I feel it fluidly dodging in all directions
And yet, it is still
In all that it is, in all that it’s not
It just simply is, resistilling

No echo will resonate wishing upon end of Resistance
And nothing can defy the safety in a moment of Stillness

I feel an Existential Resistance
I feel it in the heart of Stillness
The word itself crowns resisting illness