It couldn’t be more obvious than it is right now
I stand at the sea
Sea of change
And all there is
Is change, movement, flux
The ocean is constantly in motion,
Churning, spilling, crashing
On eroding rocks
The grass, trees, bushes are growing
The birds are flying, running, pecking, singing
Always in motion
As is the air and clouds and mist
It’s all moving, changing, reaching
Everything is being born and dying
As a constant flow of life force energy
So beautiful it’s indescribable
So formless it’s untouchable
So obvious it’s unseen
Right there
Yes, that taste of sweet-wine
Yes, that sound of waves-crashing-birdsong-chirping
Yes, that feeling of sand-between-toes-cool-wet-breathing-alive
Yes, that vision of blue-sky-ocean-beach
And that smell of water-flower-fragrance

This is all there is
And yet mind does its job
To make solid what is not
And stories where there are none