Posted by Grassy Tree at 9:22pm Jan 21 '12If there should be only one thing I could write about and truly grasp, then let it be all the beauty that encompasses me every day. A pretty face, eyes, neck, curve, bird, the wind shuffling in the trees, the clouds gathering and passing...just anything and everything has become quite a masterpiece. And so everyday I feel all those sights, sounds, taste, and even emotions raining down on me like an onslaught of beauty. But then I find the result of something beautiful when it's gone or laying broken on the ground; and I truly feel the previous "onslaught". What I seek to show you in these words is the fact of impermanence. Something as beautiful and simple as a cloud passing above will soon vanish..and so seeing all that, I know feel like the bystander in the war of ages...of beauty. The ones person on the outside looking in...seeing the torments of golden lust turning to dust.