my dharma

The tree - standing tall;
Living out its dharma

tree1

Gentle caress of the wind - here forever;
Streaming sunshine - all photons braced for touchdown

Red ripe leaves - tumbling downwards;
Me - mute spectator - wondering what is mine?
tree2

(walking back through cubbon park, from the sports meet, sat down for a few minutes on the bench and watched ...)

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