View of the Sea 2

It is evening. It is the dawn of twilight and i can see the sea in a new light.

A couple of hours ago, I saw rain cover the sea in mist and obscurity. The haze grew larger and it cantered towards me in in approximately 30 seconds.

The magic of witnessing this arrival of rain to my personal space was to experience the beauty of nature. How can we ignore nature at the cost of modern trappings?

The sea is is calm now, resting in the lap of solitude. It appears moistened by the ferocity of rain. It seems blurred by the clarity of nature's magic. The ship that I saw in the morning does not appear to be in sight. The clouds are heavily decked above the sea. My sight is attracted by that mysterious haze.

As my mind is distracted by the barren land, I presume that nature cannot lie in rest and zen, it has to be disturbed my humans for it to be alluring. It has to be damaged in order to be nurtured. It is in nature of those who occupy the earth to nurture the nature.

Adan.

Jangamma-the moving monk

there is enough space for me to write. in fact its too much. thoughts are a plenty but words are so scarce that they cease to withdraw at the moment of inception.

i believe i am walking now. Battling the gravity of status quo is a battle with aphorisms. I made up my mind to instill the process of motion.

I am moving. So is my mind...so am i....

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stretching the time

you can paint time

time can paint you.

it is in the thought

the thought is in you.

you are in the maze

the maze is in you.

simple words can yet be so forlorn that thoughts cloud them. I have wondered today that there is no time to wonder. The work of life is that life is an archive of work.

late night today..see you