Haibun: Perspectives
From a small puddle I could see the world. Granted, it wasn’t the global world, but from a puddle I could just jump across, I could see the world.
Two things needed to happen for this to work. First, I needed to change my perspective. I could no longer look down on it, but had to get on the same level. Secondly, I had to keep it at peace.
So it is with those I want to see with, those I need to communicate with. When I’m looking down on them, all I see is myself. I may like the control from looking down, but I see nothing new, nothing changes for me. But together, the world opens up.
one desert puddle
shows all, unmuddled. clearly.
spring’s flaunting early
Two things needed to happen for this to work. First, I needed to change my perspective. I could no longer look down on it, but had to get on the same level. Secondly, I had to keep it at peace.
So it is with those I want to see with, those I need to communicate with. When I’m looking down on them, all I see is myself. I may like the control from looking down, but I see nothing new, nothing changes for me. But together, the world opens up.
one desert puddle
shows all, unmuddled. clearly.
spring’s flaunting early
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