Look at a tree, a flower, a plant. Let your awareness rest upon it. How still they are, how deeply rooted in Being. Allow nature to teach you stillness.

~ Eckhart Tolle

Madhumalti ~ it’s delicate blossoms merrily droop like bejewelled, bashful brides. Their heady perfume inspires poetry, inspires lyrics, inspires movement, inspires this breath. There is a beautiful crescent moon on the rise in the summer night sky.