Drijvende eenden

In One breath, form – empty and empty – form, united in All.

Wadden sea

Inter-being: a poet sees clearly a cloud floating in the paper whereon the poem is written.

The wind in the sails

"Now in my life as bhikṣu, I am back into the eternal womb of mother earth; and the wind takes me along”

Core of a cyclone

śūnyatā reflects the core just like windlessness within the core of the tropical cyclone.