francy

today I was passing on a street and suddenly I came across a beautiful and common scene, just dried flowers and leaves flying in the wind, I thought it was so beautiful, I remembered the movie "American beauty" that I particularly like very much, and realized how busy and hurried we are so many scenes like this we do not realize! I'm very like the kind of person who stops in a street to observe small events and I end up doing a deep meditation on that, like the dried flowers flying, the breeze, the birds, the sounds, everything is so sensible to me, just flying flowers , the concrete brick floor and the flowers, how can people not notice something so beautiful? everything has its beauty, whether natural or modified, I was reflecting on how grateful I am to realize it! how everything can be so messy and remain in the most perfect order.