If you’re anything like me, too often you go through a day seeing the obvious but missing the gems. Sometimes we focus on what’s right in front of us, and see nothing else.
Other times, if we look beyond the obvious, we discover glimpses that beg to be investigated.
hidden bits of truth and beauty,
sometimes only heard.
Beyond the bank of trees that border our back garden is a marsh. At one time it was a pond, officially named on municipal maps. In recent years there has been less water, but a stream still flows through and contributes habitat for geese, ducks, and assorted other wildlife.
Where earth shimmers
In garish greens,
Liquid and leafy
Reflections of a secret life
Lived marsh deep.
Where night blackens
Sights but not sounds
And coyotes and tree frogs
In discordant harmony.
(To hear our late night marsh activity you’ll need your sound on.)
In both your life and your writing, I challenge you to look beyond the obvious, look into the depths, and discover meaningful capsules in the world that comprises your everyday.
What one thing have you discovered today that you consider worthy of recording and remembering?
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for,
the evidence of things not seen.
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