as the moon waxes and wanes, my heart is filled and emptied. when empty, i sit in the space, and i feel myself falling, down, down, down, backwards, and i spin, around, around and around again. in vertigo, with my eyes shut, my body is able to see. it sees red upon black, and green upon blue, and millions of fractals and colours and sounds. i return to my breath, the tips of my ears tingle, my stomach feels warm. and the space is now filled, my heart bursts with red upon black and green upon blue, and millions of fractals and colours and sounds. a tiny plant begins to grow, it grows quickly, sprouting green leaves and flowers, it grows through my chest and catches a gust of wind above, shooting its way up, up, up. it almost touches the moon – which is full – but just misses, and is swept away into the distance by a bright shooting star…… my heart vibrates as it realises that empty is full, and full is empty.