Monday, July 14, 2008

Beautiful World

Sitting in my brother's living room, looking out at Mount Evans in the close distance, thinking about how beautiful the world actually is. From the airplane yesterday, I remember seeing the fields laid out like verdant squares and circles and odd trapezoids, thinking the same thing: the world is a gorgeous place, green and blue with grass, trees and waterways.

I haven't quite figured out whether we human beings as a species will recognize, really realize, that this is the only home we have.

I hope so.

1 comment:

Down Comforter said...

nice words
just amazing stuff