My mad dogs and Englishmen go out
in the mid-day sun non-run
in the mid-day sun non-run
(solo
except for Alf, and distant as usual)
is dedicated to the color BROWN
and oh,so
mundane
but I was astounded, astonished
at how much beauty I found
when I simply looked closer
Especially at the things sort of "past
their prime" to my mind-set
dried grass, "dead" leaves
but on
thinking deeper
imagine the tiny micro-organisms
feasting, growing, living in decay
in the scheme of things
Horton Hears a Who
How small is your world?
How large is your Universe?
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