Spring

I went for a walk in the woods and stopped to look at buds beginning to show on one of the trees.  Looking closely, I caught a sense of the buds already looking very much like the leaves they would soon become, miniature resemblences of their future emergence to fullness.

It was like journeying into a moment of the emergence of eternity - the core of the essence of the future of anything as understood within the smallest of details, every moment as a fleeting moment of a next emergence. 

It is so easy to get distracted by physical solidities, but this physical world offers millions of windows to the eternities.