The Three Treasures bell.
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful,
we must carry it with us or we find it not.
Searching here and there
we may trip
falling over a stone
find it beautiful!
Mugo – May 2012
Here ends this series of poems and sayings. Quite soon I will climb aboard transport and eventually find myself in the North West of England again. Until then thank you to those who have read here, have left comments and who continue to read here. All very much appreciated.
May you bump into beauty, or what ever you want to call that which causes the heart to burst into song. My time here in the Black Forest and in The Netherlands has been song-full!