The Blithe Felicity ~ Zhuangzi

There was a big fish in the northern sea named Kun.

Kun was very large, it’s size was beyond measure; it changed into a bird and its name was Peng.

Peng’s back stretched thousands of miles away; when it rose and flew, its spread wings were like clouds hanging from the sky.

This peng bird, when the storm blew and the sea fluctuated, migrated to the southern sea with the turbulent waves of the sea.

The sea in the south was a large natural pond called Tianchi.

“Qi Xie” was a book dedicated to recording weird things.

The book stated: “When the bird migrating, its wings flapped against the water surface to stir up waves of three thousand miles, and then flapped the wings and went straight up with the whirlwind, hovered up to 90 thousand miles high in the sky. This flight only stopped after six months.”

From a high-altitude perspective, the wild horses galloping on the grassland were like tiny dust in the wind.

The growth and decline of all things was just the transformation of life energy.

The blue sky we saw, was that its true color? Was it endless?

What Peng saw was probably the same.

Originally published at http://poeticmindfulness.wordpress.com on September 27, 2020.