A letter to Order of Nature

[Vonnie Agora]

It is evening when a man sits at peace at the outskirt of the great forest of Yew while practicing his Zazen,
bow on his lap and cloak covering his back, wearing grey coloured robe -
writing a letter while his dear companion, carrier of words – a pigeon sits on his shoulder.
He looks at his palm of hand to figure his complex thoughts into words to fill the space limited on the paper.

It is hard to explain myself even for myself,
and when it comes to that point when I have to explain myself to others.. it gets complicated.
What I know of myself is only what I’ve made of myself but when I start thinking of it, I really cannot
tell which is really me - or which part of my persona is original or which part is adopted.
What makes me individual? Such unconsciousness of myself has made me figuring self itself.
On this soul search, paths of thoughts have led me deeper into myself,
where I am no other than me – at my honest which I am by nature. But
some parts still await for discovering, and I’m afraid that I am too blind to see or
don’t want to see what is capsuled within me without guidance.
More or less dreadful my mind is, all I try is to be what I believe is right for me to be.
In other words – be one with discipline, devote to the ones or own pattern or method which allows
us our mind to work as it should and lastly be as shed off as possible -
from the idiotic self which easily consumes what we really are.

So here I am – asking, writing a request if one of you could hear me in person.
Listen, share a thought or opinions if I am or am not qualified for the confirmation.
At this moment, I cannot tell much more of me – but I wrote a poem about my situation so that you could
get a hunch:

Inner Pantomime

He – my mute friend, speaks with tongues
and I can only listen to his gesture,
and cannot comprehend –
my inner voice and what he has to tell..

I hope Gaea could lend me her eyes of insight to help me on my journey into my inner most.

Yours,
Vonnie Agora.

After doing this he encloses the letter with a seal,
and ties the roll onto his pigeons leg who immediately takes off
with the message.