It is not the poise of knowing, but its movement. In other words, there is a point of view from which the grace of thought aligns with the grace of a dancer: whether they be moving forwards, sidewards, backwards or in somersault the way in which the movement is carried out is what counts. And that even the pauses — limbs or gaze outstretched, trembling, suspended mid-air — are also part of its movement.
Thoughts fallen by the wayside 