Picnic in the park
“Break open a cherry tree and there are no flowers, but the spring breeze brings forth myriad blossoms.” ~ Ikkyu Sojun
“In the cherry blossom’s shade
there’s no such thing
as a stranger.”
― Kobayashi Issa
I try to see things from different perspectives. When I talk to children or play with pets, I tend to get down on the floor, closer to eye level with them. When I talk to people I try to understand their perspective even if it differs from my own. I don’t always succeed. Sometimes I think I’m right and hmmmpphh. But I try. Sometimes I touch the ground and lie down on it to see things the way the flowers do. And in those moments the light shows through me a little brighter and clearer.
I remember taking this picture a couple of weekends ago. I was so happy. The flowers just looked happy. And that made me even happier. So here … have a little happy. :)
and already Jane is digging out
her colored tennis shoes,
one mauve, one yellow, like large crocuses.
Excerpted from “For Jane Myers” by Louise Gluck