The Board of Everything

Anything that exists is displayed on the Board of Everything. 

Everything screams for attention, but when I glance through the looking glass, my glance is always caught by the peaceful flower who speaks through the song of its presence.

A musical harmony exists in a tangible form for us to admire when the petals gather together.

Each simple petal sits next to the other as a smile of gratitude for the support of the ground beneath it. 

A flower is a hand drawn fractal that is sent down to us as gift from the Divine to act as a glimpse of truth to life’s secret: simplicity. 

It is seeded in the center of our hearts,

which is buried by the rapid stomps of the world around us.

The Board of Everything vanishes when the focus is on the flower.

Its surroundings dim down to allow for it to shine.

The monkey mind fades away and a ray of bliss passes through the empty space.

The only thing that exists in a moment like this is the flower. 

The simplicity of a flower exists as an anchor to our roots in the miscellaneous yet isolated world around us. Anytime the bumps on the road begin to shake my Board of Everything, I always remember to look at the flower.