Action as Reflex
Was it cacti I saw
Or just bush?
Were they plants?
Was it a “garden”?
Or did the Fence just get in the way
Of what would have been
Could have been
I stood outside the prison door
Feeling pleased with myself.
Deadened my soul.
A Stone On The Ground.
What first catches our eye
Might not be what we need to see
Just the attraction
To show us the Truth within the Beauty.
When I took this photo I was relaxing in a garden. Having looked up and around at all the beauty of Nature, I glanced down. There at my feet was the most beautiful refreshing “arrangement” of fallen pieces of Nature’s bloom. After drinking it in, I took this photo.
A couple days later I looked at the photo, and saw the stone. That is what I needed to see.
Inspiration sometimes comes from looking down.