As I bid farewell to Autumn… I shall miss this beautiful last display…
WHISPERS OF AUTUMN GRACE
In courtyard’s calm, red maple leaves cascade,
Lacy whispers of autumn’s gentle grace.
Each leaf, a fleeting life, in silence laid,
In falling, finds its timeless, sacred place.
Seasons turn, yet harmony remains,
The wisdom of the earth in crimson shown.
Nature’s cycles, beauty in its veins,
In quiet descent, the Dao is known.
Master Boon🌈💜
THE ORIGINS OF THE NAME QIMG MING The term “Qing Ming” (清明) translates to “Clear Brightness” or “Pure Brightness” in English. It refers to the
QIMG MING REFLECTIONS As the gentle breeze of autumn rustles the leaves and calls them to their rest, I am reminded of that sacred time
🏞𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗼 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲 𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗕𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗱 Many seek a connection with nature, but few understand that true
🎙️ 𝗣𝗢𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗽𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗦𝗨𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗖𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 📖✨ Last night, I had the pleasure of being interviewed by Chris Duncan (You’re Not Broken:
MORNING GAZE OVER DITIANTAI 晨望地天泰 Mist lingers soft, like a poet’s sigh, Drifting light where the valleys lie. Mt Kauri dragon, cloaked in gold, Unfurls its spine in