In the hot sun, without the wind, the temperature was very hot today.
The heat that dries all moisture, pulls out voices of complaints. Like nature who deliberately tortures. Is it possible? Could nature, part of the One, not take sides with me or all life?
Flying quickly and fro, two butterflies were nimble looking for flowers to find the essence.
Clouds creep slowly, but for a moment the sky has become gray. Then it drops rain before an ant success bringing a rice to the hole. Rain rained hard, and the water immediately flooded the ground which forced the ants to hide somewhere.
There is only the infinite vastness of the One, expressing itself, through everything, on everything. So it is always on my side, as well as it is always on its own side.