The seat of the soul is where the inner world and the outer world meet. Where they overlap, it is in every point of the overlap.
~ Novalis
In the forest
was a path
which led on,
and on as if an access
to a deeper realm —
a place where peripherals,
the eddies at the edge of things,
were all forgotten,
and I entered
a silence of green,
became a soundless vortex
moving through stillness.