The sun casts its presence upon the ecology.
In an instant the crepuscular is gone to be replaced with the golden dawn.
The Dehesa wakes up to the now, nothing matters except this moment of divine grace.
Here in the temples of the wild; the Buddha is found in every dew drop and leaf, whilst Shiva resides on the edge of birdsong and all the masters are present in the diamond reflections of our selfless star.
Photo courtesy of the author.
(via The Good Men Project)