A tree. πŸ’š

A tree, so simple, so beautiful.
The simplest of things in Life is most beautiful to me.
Even now, as I convey this simplicity in words, I feel a complexity arising.
Such is the beauty of all things on Earth πŸ’š

This includes even us people with our complex language.
It is only complex because we are too close to it.
Take a step back and even this perceived complexity becomes part of an absolute Simplicity that governs all of Existence. How can it not be beautiful?

The Essence of Beauty is the unity of all complexity, All that is.

When the All is embraced, Simplicity arises.
In Simplicity, how can there not be Beauty?
In beauty, how can there not be Bliss?
Silence, the ultimate Bliss.

Naturally, it arises, effortlessly.
Just like a tree is or the sun shines, I AM πŸ™πŸŒž


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