The downy fuzzy haired weed shook her head vigorously. She wanted to restore balance and perspective to her world, and take in all that she was seeing. She stretched and leaned back, arching away and then curling towards the wondrous sight before her. “It’s as if I’ve just come out of a deep dark slumber, and all of a sudden, I can really see you… and you’ve been here all along in the sunlight!” she said, astonished.
There he stood, right before her, a strong, brown, rough hewn figure, charming and intriguing and yet also so very familiar. She had to lean back again to get a better view, to take him all in.
“It’s amazing,” she thought, “that he’d been here all along, right in my line of sight, but somehow I’d overlooked him.” How could she have missed him? Perhaps she’d been wrapped up in her own thoughts, managing her own concerns and she’d left no room in her view for something new. She’d already decided what to include in her world, and she hadn’t figured on him. But there he stood, steady and unmoving, patient, confident he’d be considered.
“How is it, that I have never seen that you and I are meant to be…until just now?”, the weed wondered. “Perhaps I should thank the sun, whose light shone brightly upon you. (Thank you….) How glad I am, that now I can see the world is a better place because you’re in it.”
Humbled by this gift in front of her, the fuzzyheaded weed was grateful that her world had brightened up to bring the two of them together. She felt ashamed that she’d overlooked him and questioned again, how that could be. But now, with her eyes opened, she could see more clearly, so she vowed to be mindful of him and what he had to offer, his insights and his point of view. Indeed, she would use the sunlight and try to look more closely at each and every moment.
Together, she vowed, their world would be richer and she would seek out new perspectives.
Here’s to breaking down our boundaries, letting the sunlight in, and looking at our world differently!
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.