It’s Wonderful
As I’m leisurely sitting in my roof garden, delighted hearing birds chirping, warbling above, seeing butterflies, bees visiting the flowers, so close in front of me with my cup of morning coffee-milk on the partition wall, I wonder how ants without senses of sight, hearing, smelling could climb up the wall, scent the milk, communicate and tell his companions of it. It’s marvelous that they could chase a crippled, sick insect, walk, pass each other on a thin stretched wire without fear of falling, find them high up in a tree, don’t stray in finding their nest.
That’s but an ant, not to speak of a bat, who sleeps hanging for hours upside down without being tired, don’t bump in the dark, catch little insects in their flight. I heard of certain seabirds that for years do not perch but stay, sailing in the air and sleep while flying. And what of an egg hatching within just three weeks into a chicken, complete with bones, brains, feet, eyes, a beak, … and alive, a crawling caterpillar transform into a sleeping pupa then transform again into a beautiful flying butterfly complete with wings, feet and colors, a firefly carrying its tiny light without batteries, a lamp for life.
A lot of books couldn’t contain all the breath-taking wonders - if we only have come to realize this - of creatures, plants around us could do, which seem so simple, so ordinary.
February 2010
As I’m leisurely sitting in my roof garden, delighted hearing birds chirping, warbling above, seeing butterflies, bees visiting the flowers, so close in front of me with my cup of morning coffee-milk on the partition wall, I wonder how ants without senses of sight, hearing, smelling could climb up the wall, scent the milk, communicate and tell his companions of it. It’s marvelous that they could chase a crippled, sick insect, walk, pass each other on a thin stretched wire without fear of falling, find them high up in a tree, don’t stray in finding their nest.
That’s but an ant, not to speak of a bat, who sleeps hanging for hours upside down without being tired, don’t bump in the dark, catch little insects in their flight. I heard of certain seabirds that for years do not perch but stay, sailing in the air and sleep while flying. And what of an egg hatching within just three weeks into a chicken, complete with bones, brains, feet, eyes, a beak, … and alive, a crawling caterpillar transform into a sleeping pupa then transform again into a beautiful flying butterfly complete with wings, feet and colors, a firefly carrying its tiny light without batteries, a lamp for life.
A lot of books couldn’t contain all the breath-taking wonders - if we only have come to realize this - of creatures, plants around us could do, which seem so simple, so ordinary.
February 2010
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