This is one sort of preference:
vessels useful and voluptuous,
lithesome fishes lined up for breezes,
trees well refined that mind themselves,
stone with a softer side but that does not give in.
A variety of order beguiles with certainty.
I am intrigued by definitions of texture
and design, of utility and indulgence.
But within chaos rises a web of connectivity
that brings to the fore the powers of Presence.
Out of strife surges creativity,
intimacy with confusion allows clarity,
and it is a value of peace and discord
that we humans can jostle to and fro,
discern amazement within, without
and secure our (mutable) selves here
and beyond the living maze of mirrors.