I am surrounded by rolling hills. I’m up at Rockslide Ridge. Green trees are rolling down along the ridge of a distant mountain range. Right next to me, straight, long grass that comes up to my knee (I’m seating down), dances along with soft, soft breeze.
The mountains are grand and gentle. From here I can look down to the Poly Canyon. I see the experimental structures built by students, which felt quite big when I was in them, seems like a child’s toy, tiny. I am so small compared to nature. I feel I’m surrounded by primordial bigness, magnificence but still gentle, beauty.
We are so small, but world within us are so deep, big and unknown. Why it this? Why such small creatures like dusts when compared to bigness of nature, feels like we have universe in our minds and souls? Why such turmoil of emotions and sorrows? Is this because we are the reflection of this nature, this universe?
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