within me, and about me, much is in transition
being cognizant is not being cognizant as in an achieved, solid state. it is rather a physical notion in the acquiring of new branches and/or roots through which to reason between now and the next moment
transition is less in the know than in the suspense (with a gentle, almost invisible smile)
transition is less about conserving and protecting than about opening the hand vertically -- neither open (palm downwards) letting all fall, nor open (palm upwards) seemingly anxious to take
transition as in the state of a gently-smiling-contemplation
contemplating yet another cycle through these trees and bushes, before I cease to be their neighbor.
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