September 20, 2015

Bamboo grove: Kencho-ji

In the bright sunlight of late summer, a lazy hot wind is slowly shaking the thick green leaves of the bamboo grove and making soft rustling sounds like the murmuring of an invisible stream deep in the grove.

Like a constant crisp wind, seasons are flowing swiftly and relentlessly before my eyes, leaving the transient but precious visions of life in my mind.

Shukaido (Begonia grandis) flowers: Kaizo-ji

By nature, every flower knows when to bloom and fade. By nature, every insect knows when to rise into the air to visit the flowers which invite it.

The order of nature is subtly turning the cycle of life. All living creatures live and die as they truly are, while single-heartedly fulfilling their own particular missions in their seasons.

Huyo (Hibiscus mutabilis) flowers: Kaizo-ji

Sacred lotus: Kencho-ji

Hagi (Lespedeza) flowers: Kencho-ji

Higan-bana (Lycoris radiata) flowers: Tokei-ji

Sacred lotus flower: Kencho-ji

Hagi (Lespedeza) flowers: Kencho-ji

Hana-toranoo (Physostegia virginiana) flowers: Jochi-ji

Shumei-giku (Anemone hupehensis var. japonica) flower: Jochi-ji