The World Through My Eyes

Something I wrote when I thought about the way I see the world is, and why the colors are used and such.

The world is a great place of magic and wonder.  All you have to do is look around you. 

The sky is blue due to the magic of air, for if you look closely air is blue; the sky is condensed air in my eyes.  That is the reason the sky is blue, at least in my eyes. 

The grass is green because of the magic of the earth.  The earth has many colors brown, green and all the flower colors, but the most you will find is green in the summer.  Therefore, the grass has to be green and no other color would do.

Did you know that the trees depend upon us to live?  We breathe out what they need as they breathe out what we need to live.  It is a give and take, so let us not take too much or they will not give us what we need.

 

You know, life is about giving a little and taking a little.  In order to make it in the world you start out by taking and giving with your first breath of life, the first scream you ever made.  Oh, what a precious thing you gave and took when you first took a breath and let it out in this world. 

 

The wind sings each time it blows, it sings a song of many things.  Just listen to it sometime.  The song of the wind is with joy, sadness or even tales of what may come or the past, if you listen with your heart instead of your ears you will hear.  The sound of death may even ring upon the wind, take cautions for the wind may be warning you!  The wind also carries the sweet smells of what it touches as it blows through.  The smell of the flowers or the food cooking over at the neighbors is upon the wind.  Be cautious though, the wind may bring bad tidings though, news of fire out of control, or the stench of a skunk nearby, or even death.

 

The world warns us of things that may come, the creek of the floor, or the flow of the water rising, but it is up to us if we choose to listen or not.  That is the true magic of this world, or at least through my eyes.