Welcome sight The world keeps changing,
After a hard day. Keeps beginning.
Life keeps beginning and keeps ending.
-MW Keeps changing.
Yet all is ever the same in its ever-changing self!
Saturday Each of us is unique and common,
Morning in Autumn. Each of us is a new repetition of old repetitions,
Blue sky, crisp still air, We are but echoes of echoes in an endless tunnel,
Dry leaves crunch under my feet. Life's endless recycling of itself.
Wildlife everywhere. Yet all is ever the same in its ever-changing self!
Autumn, season of
Peace and Love. Each moment the world
Is all it ever was and all it ever will be.
-MW Each moment life
Is all it ever was and all it will ever be.
The moment is eternity in time
And oneness in multiplicity.
Nothing is ever lost and nothing ever gained,
All else is but illusion.
Now that I am retired, I have a new morning routine. A calm, tranquil start to the day. After a walk and breakfast, I sit at the computer, looking out at the yard and writing. This is the time of the morning when all the animals visit the oak to feed off its acorns. The bluejay sits waiting for its peanut. After storing the peanut, it goes into the oak to find insects. The squirrels scurry up and down the branches of the oak and along the fence line, eating, gathering, and playing.The hummingbird, bees and occasional butterfly prefer the lavender and sage down below by the path. Some mornings a deer wanders in to forage for acorns below the oak.And a gaggle of turkeys may drop by to drink from the fountain. All are intent on their business, oblivious to and tolerant of the others. and surprisingly quiet. True, the squirrels occasionally tussle a bit, but not in earnest. And the crows fly in to hassle the others, but they soon fly off again. Peace reigns. Indoors, I watch, at peace as well. For the moment, I can forget world affairs, family issues, mundane worries, and focus on the garden and my writing. A beautiful way to start each day.