Tune In To Beauty

Everything would be so simple, if it weren't so complicated.

This forest is full of food, if only we knew how to eat it.

Camping means getting away from it all, except we bring all of our baggage with us.

I think that I love all beings, until I am swarmed by deer flies.

There isn't a rock in my shoe. I am shoehorned into natural Stonehenges, festooned with honeysuckle.

Ego erodes at this height, where mighty trees build an existence on stark, windy precipice.

I tune my attention, the stickers in the grass blur, the wild Iris takes my focus.
Beauty is an entrance. I am entranced by beauty.

.I recall The Navajo prayer:
"With beauty before me may I walk
With beauty behind me may I walk
With beauty above me may I walk
With beauty all around me,
may I walk." (https://poemofthedayblog.wordpress.com/2012/09/14/september-13-2012-in-beauty-may-i-walk-navajo-prayer/)

May we all walk this day in Beauty.
In Metta,
Love,Cat

(All photos taken by me on my phone this weekend at Keller Peak, near Running Springs, CA.)