Golden grains of sand gliding along the bottom of the sea.
They understand the depths of the earth.
But we cannot.
Ladybugs perched on idle blades of grass.
They see the world in its vast height.
But we cannot.
These eyes that see, deceive us.
We see what we want.
We cannot comprehend with our vision so blurred.
The wandering secrets of the world.
Curled up in corners, unfolding in meadows.
But can we see them?