xxxii
a moment arrives
without a need of the past
the full moon rises
xxxiii
a thought bubbles up
a preference is posited
the moon doesn’t mind
xxxiv
the bubble bursts, pop!
awareness has no center
mooning melts the night
Image: Utagawa Hiroshige (Ando), Wind Blown Grass Across the Moon
Woodblock print
Collection, Brooklyn Museum, New York
echoes from emptiness 
awareness has no center – oh
oh.
Have you seen, dear Nina, that Nina’s awareness includes no Nina?
❤
Ah miriam…..this is Rich and Timely….beyond earthly measure. SO Appreciate! Dorothea
Timing is the prerogative of Emptiness dear Dorothea. Its synchronicity never ceases to amaze.
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For a fellow moon lover:
https://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/2015/01/04/the-nights-embrace-2/
Thank you my dear Bro. Precious. x
Mooning ever present, showy nights…
Loving your company in this mooning-ness dear Di. ❤