(Leaf 26) – Reflection
I’ve always quite liked the
notion that there is never anything truly new made by human beings which doesn’t
already exist in nature. Everything we do is simply elaborations upon a theme. Echoes
of innovation. Hence Leonardo da Vinci’s flying machine attempting to adapt the
wings of a bird, or the twirling spiral of his proto-type helicopter. Though
they may never have worked, they are still worthy of credit for their
ingenuity. But, as was said of Buzz Lightyear: “That’s not flying. That’s
just falling with style.”
Sycamore seeds,
dervishes descending,
in dappled green sunlight.
