We stayed in a really gorgeous place in the Blue Mountains - Kurrara Guesthouse. The entire place was beautifully furnished, and came with working fireplaces we gladly cozied up to in the wintry cold of the mountains.
I lean my head slowly to the side, reflect on the camellia on the moss
of the temple, reflect on a cup of tea, while outside the wind is rustling
the foliage, the forward rush of life is crystallised in a brilliant jewel
of a moment that knows neither plans nor future, human destiny is rescued
from the pale succession of days, glows with light at last and, surpassing
time, warms my tranquil heart.