Natural Inspiration

Inspiration is found in perfect nature:
The clouds move freely at their own pace, egoless, with no destination in mind.
Each cloud atom is perfectly content flowing dancing swirling with his cloud atom brethren and sistren, vibing beautifully in a simple swirl of bliss.
Below, the trees celebrate the breeze, the faster the wind blows the more jivin' their dance goes.
Below the celebratory clouds and jiggin' trees sit the content rocks, boulders, and mountains, waiting in patient happiness like fat, smiling Buddhas.
"No need for us to move at all," they say, "we are perfectly satisfied by the beautiful dance and flow of our as-merry friends."
The entire land alive with sun rays absorbed and beamed back into the universal bliss cycle.
Ah, O my vast Eternity, accept all my love. I know you will keep replenishing me at the same rate I expend.
Impossible to feel emptiness when the complete Void that is (all is all and empty) is filled to the brim and always almost spilling over into the next eternity.
Positively delightful, light-full.

We know that the stars still shine in the daytime.
Even the merry creatures at the dark, dank, bottom of the deepest oceans are provided with endless light.