Sacred texts of dead leaves.

How does one interpret these sacred texts?

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One leaf reflecting light.

Hidden roots give birth
to Pages torn from earth.
Leaves flitter: each a kite
reflecting Heaven light.

A child’s definition of beauty.

A child’s definition of beauty is very simple: sunshine and smiles.

Sunshine face made of chalk.

Three happy smiling faces.

Sunshine and a smile combined. Beauty defined. Great wisdom.

Droplets create beauty in a basin of water.

Time flows eternally.

Every instant that passes is a small droplet of time. Each drop creates new rippling beauty. The hourglass drips, drips, drips.

Peer into this stone basin of crystal water…

The beauty of water on a metal table.

Beauty saturates everything.

Molecules are made of it. Our world is propelled by it.

Science and Art radiate the Mystery of Beauty.

A world of beauty spins round and round…

A world of beauty spins round and round.

Ocean blue, forest green and the colors of Earth.

A globe of colored tiles represents our small planet.

Many shining colors beneath the sun.

Around and around we go.

Beauty is often tangled.

Never close your eyes.

Never close your eyes.

Perhaps I am small. But I’ve touched you.

Perhaps I am small. But I’ve touched you.

Beauty is a dance of light.

Beauty is a dance of light.

Our eyes see nothing but reflected light. Reflections on the water are like shining glimpses of a higher world, a world that we cannot touch and barely fathom. Perhaps that is our own world.