Meditations from Stonebridge
Meditations from Stonebridge: Simple
Why can’t it just be simple? Can we not recognize the beauty of a cloud without knowing how they are formed? Does an explanation of form and function justify existence? Man seems to be obsessed with the desire to know why and how, whether it matters or not. Being in the presents of a tree gives us joy. Does it matter what it is called, how it grows or were it came from? How much explanation is required to realize the joy of a tree or the softness of a cloud?