The life of a spiritual man!

The life of a spiritual man.

Life starts with a spark. He lights up an incense.

Photograph by Enache Georgiana

There is a slight hesitation. There is a fight in that brief stance. Coldness of the incense up against the purposeful burn.

The stillness has to stir. The winner is already decided. It only takes seconds for it to pick up.

Acceptance unfolds.

Clouds of smoke slowly dissolve into the air. It always burns up, the air. Morning wakes you slow. You only have a subtle moment where you know whether you have woken up.

His time starts with a burning incense. For him it has to burn, it has to dissolve. Find its way and join the rest of world. Whether it is his Love. His happiness. His sorrow. His stillness. His restlessness.

There is no purpose.

Only celebration.
Submission.

The fragrance fills the room. You witness life. In the glowing incense. The air that fills.

There is no purpose.

Only Celebration.

Celebration of life.

He is an incense wanting to be a fragrance. There is no time before it runs out. But it has to burn.

Another day.

The life of a spiritual man.

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