Yesterday I sat under a cherry blossom and listened to its music. It told me about the impermanence of all things, about how everything around me changes constantly and how, at the same time, everything always remains the same. I am everything and nothing at the same time.
The wind hits its flowers and they detach themselves from its branches. The wind hits my hair and I remain still, I am everything and nothing. I have the feeling that I have everything I need. Here, under this tree that welcomes me, I know and feel my being.
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