The true nature of my mind is clear, and empty, like space – as of a clear blue sky

And the thoughts that arise, moment by moment, are each as a passing cloud

None of which have any physical existence.

The azure of the sky plays above the clouds

In the dance of constant motion

Reminding me that all my problems exist as mere passing notions

That only exist in my imagination.

So I choose blue motion

And evolve into both the present and future

Exploring the wisdom of

Blue Motion