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The sight -seer sitting on the crag is taking in a view of the landscape around him. His eyes are on the distant hills dimly visible through the mist. Above him an overhanging creeper is waving in the morning breeze. At one quiet moment it comes to rest just in front of him. His view shifts from the distant scene to the dew - drop at the tip of the creeper, all is quiet and still.
The ruddy dawn breaks in through the mist. A ray of the rising sun alights on the dew-drops and the sight seer adjusts his perspective suitably. The dew-drop gets transformed in to a spectrum and a view gets transformed in to a vision. Before the advent of the Buddha the Seers were concentrating on as many as 62 views but none of them saw the ‘sight’. It was just above them. So near and yet so far. They never thought that it could be in the dew-drop of their Name and Form, too bland and uninviting to arrest their attention. But once this gaze got fixed on it in the correct perspective to catch the ray of the dawning Buddha Sun they saw the ‘sight’ a vision in contrast to views. |