Thursday, June 28, 2007

three moments



(1)
out in the garden, trying to take a photo of this day lily named Siloam. hearing two birds cry, right above me. buzzards, i think. and look up. and there they are, floating in the wind, in wide, playful circles. and there i am, camera right in my hand.

(2)
at the desk, looking for a cupboard and a shelf for the cellar. opening pages, and seeing this sofa that just might fit into the living room. finding it also comes in the colour of sand, and is named - tylösand. going there, to the furniture house, to test the sand. and buying a small carpet that will match that sand, and that makes the wooden floor of the living room feel like a jetty.

(3)
in the web, browsing pages. being greated by a zen poem named the Art of Peace. and wondering how often i am just a step away from the sky, from the sand, from the peace.

The Art of Peace begins with you.
Work on yourself and your
Appointed task in the Art of Peace.
Everyone has a spirit that
Can be refined, a body that
Can be trained in some manner,
A suitable path to follow.
You are here for no other purpose than
To realize your inner divinity and
Manifest your innate enlightenment.
Foster peace in your own life and
Then apply the Art to all that you encounter.

- Morehei Ueshiba

1 comment:

pine said...

today on a walk i found a wild green parrot's feather -- i also saw the dismembered head of an animal in the street--
the beauty & the hope--
the despair & the tragedy--
the art of peace