Blanket Swimming - The Sunroom

[feltopptak]

What are you left with… when the fringe of it intercedes your objection.. The fullness of silence unveils more emptiness. (and more). You’re left with it. Here in the stillness. Streams and droplets usually come in in fragments. Fragments and a quilt of memories, feelings, a time. A sunroom with her beams pouring in, through.

It was a full-moon night and the moon was rising.... The master remained silent for a long time; didn't say anything. And then suddenly he came to life and said, 'Look at the cypress in the courtyard.' A beautiful cool breeze was blowing and playing with the cypress and the moon had just come above the branch. It was beautiful, incredible... almost impossible that it could be so beautiful.

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feltopptak pls