Days out at Main Beach and Surfer's Paradise - glorious afternoons in the sun, jumping waves and having too much chips and lemonade. Too bad we didn't get to go as often as we would have liked to, because the beaches were further than expected.
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.