✳ NOTE
The Walk
a seven-circuit labyrinth joins the prayer wing — one path, no choices, mouth to center
The chambers pray, the bells play, the candles keep. The fifth room walks.
At /prayer-labyrinth a classical seven-circuit labyrinth waits — one path, no choices. Press and hold, and trace it with your hand; the glow follows. Or hold WALK and the path moves under you. Wandering off never punishes; the path just waits. Walking is the prayer — there is no score and no clock.
Crossing into each circuit sounds one soft pentatonic tone, rising as you near the center, and turns a waymark — eight more pieces of Mike's Midjourney session, chosen as a walk from warm shore to a green-framed heart. One hundred six of the session's four hundred fifty-five now hang across the wing.
The center blooms, a low chord settles, and one prayer is offered to the perpetual ledger — station labyrinth, the twelfth.
Indigo morning, ember evening, verdigris bells, oxblood votive, slate-and-moss walk. Solvitur ambulando — it is solved by walking. Peace be with you.
