Speaking Louder Doesn’t Make Them Right
Once I thought oter people had a better view of the world than I ever could …
It was as if he were a prince with insight beyond my own and for a moment I believed in his view of the world.
He always thought that only mountains could be beautiful. I heard him proclaim it. Yes, proclaim is exactly what he did when he spoke of them. He found his own thoughts worthy of public decree. Heâd announce that flat lands had their use, but then ask what possible beauty could a man proud as he ever find in a place with flat air?
No matter the metaphor I couldnât convey the lovely feeling and the wide open space of the grassland without trees only blue skies above it. The green is so green and blue so blue, that the clouds must show off for fear of being thought to be boring.
So today when I enjoy the open flat lands. I might lay back in the grass that is wide as the world with a sky that goes on forever. I watch the clouds dance and think of the adventures and of the characters we might have imagined when we were children.
I laze on the grass, enjoying, breathing in every minute. I drink the gratitude for a world that is like this. Iâm particularly glad I had the good sense to quit dating that proclaiming brat before college was over.
No one guy’s view is better, further, or more beautiful than my own.
Don’t take my point of view … stop, stand, see what you love about your own.
Then share it.
–ME “Liz” Strauss
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