it's not that a blade of grass parts air in its becoming - there is no line to distinguish it from sky, no point of separation, just one thing expressed in the various guises of the world. The full mystery of life is displayed through this single blade, an existence touched by the vast expanse of two seemingly other worlds, surrounded by the likeness of a field so green similar nature, yet still a vibrant, singular expression of this whole. It's all beyond my understanding - but somehow I come to a sense of belonging in my observation, a knowing that I'm part of this expression as well, a display of my own unique potential, yet always, fully, just part of the mystery of it all.
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Peace,
Eric
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