not even a slight hesitation

In the morning it was raining. In the evening it is not raining. 
In the afternoon it was cloudy; now it is no more cloudy. 
That is the beauty of nature because it is in a flux and flexible and has no consistency to follow -- no ideas, no rules, nothing like ten commandments; do this, don't do that. 
It simply goes on moving in a very haphazard and absurd way. 
That is its beauty. It goes on moving into the other; there is not even a little hitch. 


When the day becomes night, there is not even a slight hesitation. 
It simply slips into the night. 
Then the night slips into the day.


Osho