Circle of Konfusion
“in midst of heavenly chaos, thunder flashes and shrieks,
through the haze of sacred wisdom, I seek our past, a
history carved in the constant shifting sand of time,
riding the tides of memories toward sea of transformation,
spring that transfigures winter, season marches on.
from light to the darkest of night, knowledge is at once stagnates and moving.
as we rush to find the end of the earth, only to return to where it all began.”
Robert Seto 1996