I have an experience. And then I try to make sense of the experience … with question after question. What if I just stopped at the experience and lingered there?

Here is an object. I see beauty. That is enough.

My heart wants to stay, to be with this building. Not to analyze, compare or pigeon-hole. Simply to let it wash over me … wave after wave. To welcome the emerald as it enters me. To share it with you.

The questions are crumbling away. They matter not. The need for more words floats into the sky. All that’s left is wonder.