The Nature of a Sunset
What is the nature of an exquisite sunset or the artist who paints a smoke-scape upon a palette of crystalline blue?
To see the fan-like strokes; to drink deeply of the flaming pink and tangerine.
The tiny rainbow hidden in the heart of pearl colored clouds, glowing unseen,
Looking deeply into this majestic canvas to know the elements of atmosphere; atoms of liquid reflecting light, fleeting gases imparting tints and hues.
Energy from solar flares, and water that has been oceans and streams; resting on
the dust of meteors, or the dust of the dirty streets of New York.
Knowing how ephemeral is the nature of this concordance:
Just now, just this moment as such; and then transforming into another such-ness.
Never gone but never again, just like this.
Nothing is from nowhere, no thing becomes nothing.
My life bursting gloriously across the sky of this lifetime; brilliant, ecstatic. In its very nature aspiring to be, all it is meant to be...the nature of this exquisite sunset.
May these words benefit you, those you love, and all sentient beings, everywhere.
©Ellen M. Adelman 1/2013
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