How happy is the little stone
That rambles in the road alone
And doesn’t care about careers,
And exigencies never fears;
Whose coat of elemental brown
A passing universe put on;
And independent as the sun,
Associates or goes alone,
fulfilling absolute decree
In casual simplicity.
– Emily Dickinson
Hey! That’s my stone! (ok, stone-shaped incense box) AND one of my favorite poets – nice combination!
Yes my oh-talented-one. You gave them both to me. The verse is hanging on my wall.
Did you notice in the photo how there is an aura around the stone? He is fulfilling his absolute decree.
I see the aura.. I didn’t realize you could capture that on film, but I guess light is light, right? Hm. I didn’t know I gave you that poem but good choice!
It looks like a lovely aura to me. The skeptics will say it’s a reflection but I love to believe the stone beaming with the happiness of simply being itself.