“I write, erase, rewrite, Erase again, and then A poppy blooms”
Hokushi (1603-1868)
Antelope Valley California Poppy Reserve
Sometimes when you are in a dark place, the universe manifests a fire, that burns through the darkness.
Antelope Valley 2 km's from the actual parking
Blink, and the whole world was on fire in front of your eyes. Every thought seized. The overload on the senses was real.
The superbloom spread till the horizon
The path of life.
The super bloom vanishes within a week or two. Luck was on our side.
As you kept roaming , your eyes lose all sense of colours and perspectives.
Among the orange poppies stood one in yellow.
Mono no aware : The impermanence of life and willingly and gracefully let go of our attachments to transient things.