I am fascinated by a certain character of constant movement in the static state of nature. I am often absorbed in the fact of how the whole universe works in a rhythmic cycle which is constant for ages. For example, water in a stream moves in a hypnotic, rhythmic motion within the same path that has been on its course for a long time. The path in which the water in the stream, for how freely and uncontrollably it flows, is a set path. Similarly, the tree is rooted in its place, but the coming of autumn and the fact that its leaves fall and grow again once spring comes, is a testament to the transforming qualities of nature. How its shadow can tell where the sun is and what time it is with its change. How a tree, that can only move its place by being killed, is the epitome of change and evolution. Perhaps its not the tree, but it’s transforming nature inspires the idea of motion. Or better yet, the change of day into night and summer into winter is a testament to this impermanent permanence of our universe. The same path of rotation around its axis causes day to change into night, and the same path of its revolution around the sun causes summer to change into winter. It’s a fixed motion of the revolution and rotation of the earth, that repeats every day and every year, that is the testament of evolution within that rhythmic motion that is on a fixed path.