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"That I exist is a perpetual surprise, which is life." (from "Stray Birds" 1916 by Rabindranath Tagore)
Unfortunately a computer screen shows only a pale imitation of the colors that the prints have. Unfortunately the prints show only an imitation of what I saw. Fortunately memory and imagination fill in the rest. Life is a vibrant painting. I find it hard to believe that the birds do not sing as a joyous celebration of its immediacy and beauty. I try hard to see it all, but I am sure that all I see is its shadow...
"But the birds sing thy name in thine own morning light, -- for thy name is joy." (Rabindranath Tagore)
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