eucalyptus grove

today, as i walked from brewed to the bart station, i walked past the eucalyptus grove. it is my favorite portion of this routine, despite the relative unsafeness of this part of campus. anyway, so today - as i walked past it, i heard beautiful music coming out of a saxophone. there was a guy sitting deep into the grove, playing on his instrument. in that moment, i felt one with that musician, the notes he played, the eucalyptus trees, the creek below.... it was an unforgettably surreal experience, with the sun where it was in the sky, that feeling of berkeley being what it is to me, and sadhana in my heart. i felt that we made a connection as i walked past, that he played those notes for me, as i walked on, among those trees, over the bridge, listening... and soon that moment was lost to time. and yet that feeling of oneness is far from being lost.