a slow walk in the garden reveals hidden beauty. Standing still and listening to the breeze in the leaves, the rustle in the grass of a darting water dragon , the ducks on the lake. Looking up to discover two Tawny Frogmouths staring down at me.
Summer is here.
Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.