As recognised by the philosophy of the Gongshi, it's accounts describing how Mi Fu bowed in worship to a particularly eye-catching stone
I have a piece of our earth I find so beautiful. A unique rock I unwittingly began to direct moments of adoration and relation, and in a way, devotion of my own.
It's a keenly striking piece of rock,
"Striking" a rather apt description of just how this rock is so inviting.
This rock was formed by the literal act of striking, too.
It's a Fulgarite; a hardened remnant of the meeting of sky, sand and stone immortalised by a short-lived strike of lightning.
The day this beloved piece was offered to me, before the owner gave it, before I knew it would ever be mine, he said the reaction, my awe and words, quite unexpected.
He and his friends watched me gasp out a barely-there: "Oh. My..." As I held it in my hands for the first time, so viscerally moved, I even cried , as over it's unique form my shiny-eyes intensely inspected.
I found that I hadn't even looked up once, I found myself captivated by its crevices and crazing.
The words that fell out without over my little down-turned shovel shaped bottom lip next, like lightning, just pure shocked my companion. All I could add was: "It's truly amazing!
"See this I find far more beautiful than any diamond! This is literally a lightning strike made eternal!" My before-subtle teardrops were now channels running down my cheeks.
A moment I'd never ancicipated then arrived. I couldn't believe how I felt inside when he nonchantly turned and said: "Take it. I have heaps! It's all yours! They'll be everywhere where I'm heading in a couple of weeks!
I visit this striking stone, this stone of striking often. I gaze upon it whenever I'm feeling confused, or afraid, or anything of the gravity beyond an average worry, any greater trouble.
I find peace in analysing it's surface with my eyes, certain parts you'd not noticed before catching you by surprise. To me this rock is epic. I'm so grateful that it found me, rather than to remain forever overlooked, as undiscovered rubble.