Bed of Roses

The rose garden in McKinley Park in Sacramento, CA blooms every spring. Yesterday, was my first visit. I was more than delighted with the array of roses. The air was warm, the sun was near setting, and the roses appeared to happily glow with both. Many folks opt to have their wedding amidst the red, yellow, pink, and hybrid colored bed of roses. Me, well, I am quite satisfied with a casual walk, stimulating conversation, and fantasies of a world filled with nothing other than beauty.

Evolution

What becomes of a seed once it has been planted? If properly nurtured, it blossoms into a be-ing of light that radiates an essence of beauty into the Universe. A seed that is left to fend for itself will feed off of others and eventually lose sight of the intended beauty and magnificence that lies within. Here, in my garden, I nourish my seeds and appreciate the divinity that evolves.

Full Bloom

Silently a flower blooms,
In silence it falls away;
Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,
The world of the flower, the whole of
the world is blooming.
This is the talk of the flower, the truth
of the blossom:
The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.

-Zenkei Shibayama