In the quiet stillness of this morning, where do I find the words to begin?
Perhaps here, where the melodies of birdsong greet me, a familiar symphony that unfolds with the rising sun. Their sweet song fills the air, a chorus celebrating the unfolding of new life in spring.
I feel certain their songs intensify on mornings like this, when a new day’s sunlight bathes the world in warmth.
I wonder, did the birds make music long before our human grunts ever emerged?
It seems unlikely that our crude sounds bring them the same delight their voices bring to us.
Now is the season when new leaves unfurl, as if the trees themselves are birthing fresh life into the world. They adorn themselves in hues of vibrant green, bathed in the soft glow of sunbeams.
How blessed we are to have the presence of trees, offering shelter, sustenance, and protection to all living things. They even grant shade to those who raise axes in an attempt to fell them.
Today, I shall capture their essence on canvas, seeking to paint the profound beauty that emanates from their sturdy branches and leafy canopies.
And so, I leave you with the timeless words of the Buddha, reminding us of the tree’s benevolence—a magnificent living organism that embodies compassion, even toward those who would harm it.
“A tree is a wonderful living organism which gives shelter, food, warmth and protection to all living things. It even gives shade to those who wield an axe to cut it down”.
What a powerful lesson in how to be