Too blind to see what lay below
I walked unaware
Beauty lay beneath my toes
So tiny and just right there
They were laying low
Completely unfair
This beauty should be eye high
So's not to miss it walking by.
"Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that’s where the action is. See things from his perspective." Colossians 3:1-3
See, the bible tells us to look up, too! But more and more as I get older, I have to looked down. I have n balance and have fallen one too many times! So now I only look up if I am not on the move.
That is so true, Gail. I wonder how much beauty we miss because it is ground level! I am so pleased you turned your hand to ottava rima in this poem. It worked so well in creating a punch-line effect at the end.
I am always teased about seeing what others do not. "Ole Eagle Eye" I am referred to as. he,he Love the poem - a good day to you n yours - Hugz to Marcy lol
16 comments:
so glad you did not miss it. i agree it is beautiful.. little green blades in stones... nothing better
aww..we ought to walk with open eyes to catch a glimpse of beauty and be a bit aware...love the way you portray the complaining speaker... :)
But if it was eye level, you'd probably run into it!
Sometimes I find the things hard to find become even more treasured..
"Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that’s where the action is. See things from his perspective."
Colossians 3:1-3
See, the bible tells us to look up, too! But more and more as I get older, I have to looked down. I have n balance and have fallen one too many times! So now I only look up if I am not on the move.
so many beautiful things are missed because we walk too high!! its a ppoem with a sound message! !:)
I love your perspective Gail ~ So many tiny things we miss when its right under our nose ~
I doubt you miss much . . . you were able to see tiny raindrops on the green even . . .
Raindrops are so big on little tender plants...but so beneficial!...:)JP
I love to see the beauty of the raindrops on the grass!
That is so true, Gail. I wonder how much beauty we miss because it is ground level!
I am so pleased you turned your hand to ottava rima in this poem. It worked so well in creating a punch-line effect at the end.
I am always teased about seeing what others do not. "Ole Eagle Eye" I am referred to as. he,he Love the poem - a good day to you n yours - Hugz to Marcy lol
Yes, you have made fine use of a challenging form, Gail.
Ah the beauty of tender blades breaking through to live again.
So often missed - yet the joy in finding.
Anna :o]
crick in the neck, craning to see that far below without my glasses :) ~
aww... nice!
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