Each wish came upon an intangible dream.
All dreams are intangible, being the virtual aspirations or speculations that they are. In a world past dreamers, he or she who sees things as they are (beyond distortion), ironically, does not merely see things… because things are of thought’s plurality that is largely illusory and superficial (though important to respond to accordingly at times).
Life, despite what most people think, isn’t a series of things. Life is beyond the plurality of appearances that are tricks upon the mind. Life is not wholeness either, for such wholeness, for most, is just another thing, just another abstraction to dream about.
While in the garden, the handsome blue Hostas and the attractive, purple Columbine flowers were not separate from the mind; then they were beyond mere labeling and definition; spontaneously, they transformed into what cannot be described or dreamed about. Then beauty was the “observing” and was beyond mere “observing.”
In that garden,
there was careful “observing”
and there was “beyond observing.”
The two danced
in harmony
beyond fabricated plurality and
wholeness.
Curious, the ants, as to what moved
past them in a vastness.
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Fine words, craftily woven 🙂
Thanks, Pendantry. 🙂
Beautiful image. Captivating twists on “observing” … curiosity certainly adds to any observation by setting aside prior assumptions
Thanks, Jazz. 🙂 Yes, setting aside prior assumptions. Einstein was so good at it!
Wow Tom, wonderful and beautiful flower!! Love the colour! 🙂
Thanks much, Marcela. 🙂
Beautiful – I planted a bunch of those in our yard this year 🙂
Awesome! They like to be watered often. 🙂
Gorgeous!
[Tom: I apologize for my tardiness in commenting. I am many days behind in Reader thanks to a major computer malfunction at work. On May 20th, our Outlook crashed and we lost our ability to e-mail for about five days, plus lost all our data; we went from Outlook and Word 2010 to Office 365. I’ve spent a great deal of my own time troubleshooting with the I.T. guy and spent most of the long holiday weekend doing yardwork. So now I will try my best to get through a massive amount of blog posts.] The words made me think and the flowers are so beautiful, I almost bent over to pick one.