I bought a beautiful bowl once.
Large – probably 30cm in diameter.
Artisan
Obviously
I didn’t even look at the price – I just knew I was in love with it and took it too the counter
Put it on mine
(Counter)
At home
Every time I looked at it
It made me smile
I’ve bought a lot of shitty bits of crap since.
But that bowl
That bowl
Was magnificent
And it broke.
Like my Mothers small spotted green jug
Which was her mothers.
And some other precious things
That is life
The gathering
The splitting
The leaving
The things we love – we know what they are
The things which are useful
Beautiful
Used every day
Not viewed from afar
Hopefully
(This is a short life you know😉)
Loved
Smiled upon
Lately
I’ve been discarding
Dry
Outer husk
Things
Peeling the cabbage
Only leaving those things which I love
The heart
They are not many
But
Oh my God
What a difference it makes
The Tao Te Ching states
That a room which is full
Is not useful
Neither is a cupboard
A space
A human
We need air
And light
And contemplation
On what is necessary in life
So
Toss what is dross
Love what is gold
And let empty cupboards speak to you
Of what
They wish to contain
Yet
Refrain
From filling them up
Instead
Let the vacuum of their vacant tenancy
Gather to you
Only
What is necessary
To make you love
Smile
Bequile
You with their extraordinary
Beauty
