Nature Observation #2
I kicked a rock about the whole way to my car today. It was small, grayish in color with no significant markings or specific shape to it. Moving it along with minimal effort or force behind me. Just a seemingly trivial object that simply crossed my path as I walked along. But trivial to who? Why do I get to deem it insignificant? To the fairly, the world’s smallest insect, walking alongside a pebble on the sidewalk, it seems but a mountain. A mountain riddled with cracks, and crevices that is often rough and jaded. The pebble would seem insurmountable and a roadblock to the other side. The perspective from which we view nature humbles us and brings us back to our center. What is trivial to one is life altering to another that which we cannot see.
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