Summer....

seems to have arrived today! Beautiful blue skies, fluffy clouds and bright yellow butterflies on the lilac tree....what more could you ask for !


And Yet, though we Strain.

And yet, though we strain
against the deadening grip
of daily necessity,
I sense there is this mystery:

All life is being lived.

Who is living it then?
Is it the things themselves,
or something waiting inside them,
like an unplayed melody in a flute?

Is it the winds blowing over the waters?
Is it the branches that signal to each other?

Is it flowers
interweaving their fragrances
or streets, as they wind through time?

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~