The Blue Shining
Art by Norman E. Masters
Softer, today, Beloved... touching in... diaphonous remembrances... peace settling in like the rainbow dust of falling stars gathered in a net of dreams, angel-sprinkled into our minds, softly, together... The world hurries by in frantic scurry for this & that (what meaning to it all?) never pausing a moment to deeply realize how beautiful this moment really *is*... Moments like translucent water-beads jeweling the diaphonous veil of infinity each bead a memory from your life a still-moment caught in 3 dimensional still-life & color, every nuance of feeling & touch & experiencing... memory after memory after memory... there is no end to the remembering... No end to every *next* moment... resplendent in the soft radiance of experiencing... And even when our feelings get disturbed, again, & our mind darkens, shot thru with emotional flames... stars wink-blink effulgent thru the velvet dark void...