With my feet planted firmly on the ground and head erect, I can obtain a broad and expansive perspective of the world. Or can I?
Sweeping landscapes offer splendid vantage points, however my favorite is the macro perspective.
Lying down on moist grass, peering through blades of new growth, fills me with wonder. Oh, to have Alice’s magic potion, labeled “DRINK ME”. How I would love for just a moment, to shrink to the size of a beetle and slide down the stalk of a leaf, dropping me into nature’s hidden realm.
In my new beetle body, I would scale the foliage as if it was the Andes. I would drop into the verdant caverns and float in the pristine dew ponds, paddling like mad with my tiny jointed legs.
I imagine lying amongst the towering fronds, while gazing up at the beads of moisture creating columns of mirrors, catching the morning’s light putting Versailles’s Hall of Mirrors to shame. While gliding across my crystal pool it is here the magnitude of nature’s mystery is apparent.
Excuse me while I drift.
Live in color,
There are the things that are out in the open, and there are the things that are hidden. The real world has more to do with what is hidden.