The Magic of the Cities.
Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer
Showing posts with label windy night. Show all posts
Showing posts with label windy night. Show all posts
Monday, November 25, 2013
Windy Picnic
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thunders
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Tree People
sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance
climbed up through my conscious mind
as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood -
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.
- Pablo Neruda -
Gracias por su visita. / Thanks for visiting, its most appreciated.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Natura Morte
Birth, life, and death -- each took place on the hidden side of a leaf.
Ralph Waldo Emerson:
The charming landscape which I saw this morning is indubitably made up of some 20 or 30 farms. Miller owns this field, Locke that, and Manning the woodland beyond. But none of them owns the landscape. There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet.
Gracias por su visita. / Thanks for visiting, its most appreciated.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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