i mean really seeing a tree
the seeing by itself
the happening unfolding in silent eternity
here and now
when the mind is no longer in the front row
when the mind is in the back row
when the mind is understood for what it is
only then there is seeing
only then there is noticing of the shape of the tree
the leaves
the wind playing with the leaves softly
daily life and duties call "me" in
time is set....
space shows its head
a fall from eternity
after the seeing, i turn around and look at people
feel like screaming: "people , you are missing out so much....all is right under your nose"
