Yesterday I looked at a pathway
lazily wandering beside a small
stream at the base of the
mountain. It disappeared
into a grove of mesquites
and left me standing
there.
Yesterday I looked at a pathway
with my eyes. Today I see
that pathway with my
heart.
So many things I look at each day.
So few things I really see.
I look quickly. I see slowly.
One is for identifying. The
other is for inspiring. Too
often I forget the other.
- Author: DesertWords ( Offline)
- Published: June 30th, 2018 09:23
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Comments2
Often if we looked closely. We might see more than a quick glance. Great write.
Thanks for the comment. I agree.
Very good write, i is amazing at the things that we see can often inspire us.
You’re right. Most of my writing is inspired by visual encounters. Thanks for the comment.
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