THE NATURE OF THINGS
NATURE
For a moment put your mind on a flower, or a
bird, or a white cloud. Think of the calmness of nature.
But
nature is not always peaceable. There are floods, and avalanches, and tidal
waves, and other violent goings-on. Still, such events are as much a part of
nature as is a flower.
Somewhere
I read that Hindus never complain about the weather because it is a natural
phenomenon. I don’t know if that is true, but it’s a nice thought. Mark Twain supposedly
said “Everyone talks about the weather, but nobody does anything about it.”
A
flower may be beautiful, but it doesn’t exist for human enjoyment. In nature a
flower’s color, and fragrance, and form are necessary for the survival of the
species.
Ginkgo
biloba, commonly known as the maidenhair tree, is the only living species in
the plant division Ginkgophyta, all others being extinct. It has been around a
long time. Fossils of it date back 270 million years. Talk about survival!
Ginkgo
has long been cultivated in China, and some living trees are believed to be
over 1,500 years old. Because of its status in Buddhism and Confucianism, the
ginkgo is revered in other parts of Asia.
Gingko
is the official tree of Tokyo, and the symbol of Tokyo is a ginkgo leaf. The
leaf is also the symbol of the Urasenke School of the Japanese tea ceremony.
The
point of all this is, humans may appreciate nature, or they may attempt to destroy
it. But nature is not made for humans, and the gingko, like all of nature, is
accustomed to change.
Despite
ice ages, rising temperatures, and rising seas, nature will go on long after we
are gone.
Even
if there is no one to appreciate its beauty.
One of China’s most celebrated gingkoes is
located near a hermit cave where an ancient Taoist lived. The tree is estimated
to be almost 2,000 years old, and it is more than 350feet tall. When a temple was
built around the hermitage, the tree became incorporated into the structure
which is called Cave of the Heavenly Teacher.
A Qing dynasty poet wrote about the tree:
In exquisite billows the foliage
Cascades from its shrouded source in the sky,
Green abundance veils the top,
Dwelling place of the lone crane;
Like a dancing phoenix,
Its trunk soars to the clouds,
Like a coiled dragon perching on a cliff
Its invisible qi.
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