The sunset rolled in on long lines and parallel shafts of deepening orange. The clicking of the rails, with the steady rocking, left my limbs heavy in the seat. Tracters were rolling toward the barns outside my window and the swallows had taken up vigil on telephone lines. At day’s end even the birds know it is best to simply sit and witness.
I also uploaded a sunset photo on my today’s blog. Clouds in your photo looks uncommon. By the way, how do you feel about my insight on original Buddha’s teaching?
You know, I’ll confess, Hitoshi that I don’t really look at the ego in this way. I am not of the thinking that the ego is a negative or a burden to escape. I do think you did a good job of explaining what is a belief many hold about the ego. So in that sense, well said, even if I don’t share that point of view. As always, thanks for the visit to my site, my friend.
Thank you for your frank opinion. I always welcome your truthful comment. So, please don’t hesitate to comment honestly even on my blog. I can accept all unconditionally without separation.
Very Lovely Images. Thank You for Sharing them 🙂
Very beautiful!
Thank you, my friend. I was surprised how well the photos came out as the train was moving and it was through the train window glass.
Thank you. Your writing is quite beautiful as well. Thank you for taking the time to visit and leave a note. All the best, Noelle
Good set, Noelle!
Thanks, my friend.
The images are lovely and your words so clearly evoke the images that I could have closed my eyes and seen what you were sharing.
There really is nothing quite so relaxing as a train. That constant rocking just lulls you into total relaxation. Thanks for dropping a note.