Springtime with Yoshino blossoms here and Japan, and Daffodils in the valley.

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The Softest Thing ...

Daily musings, art of all kinds. Life is art after all...the art of being kind, not reacting, being, in the deepest sense of the word One with all, because, there is only One, after all.
It is Love and it does no harm. If it harms, it is not love. But how far could it be from love? Only in the splintered soul could it be far away. Only in rationalizations and lacking empathy are we fooling our brains that we should partake of that we know we do not need. This is karma and it will wound us when we least expect it if we have denied it. The heart and mind will tangle with suffering.
If we are fortunate we will make difficult amends.

Wenatchee River.... Mushrooms, Yesterday, We had our Usual Fun.

The river was running happily along, kicking up cool refreshing oxygen.

川は涼しくさわやかな酸素を蹴って、一緒に楽しく走っていた。

Nearby the trees were demonstrating fall..

Yellow appeals, because I need sunshine..

Under the dark cap of this shroom, bright lights of yellow green illuminate...

Avalanche

On the snowy Mountain

Before the roar

Of destruction

Not even a murmur

Hardly a consideration

Still the potential is there

For the  terrifying conclusion

One moment, beauty and love, laughter,

The next; the entering into the realization

Suddenly, epic

As the life force itself

If trusted

Leads the way out of the path of sure annihilation., perhaps?

Sometimes that takes completely over

When it does, life is assured

When it doesn't?

Exactly, a question

Here I hope, through various stories,

To portray circumstances

To that effect.

Through nothing planned.

Letting the muse speak its mind and heart.

To have the affect it will have.