Looking vs Seeing? My friend and I stopped to look at a nice view of Crater Lake. Almost simultaneously we saw an Indian chieftain calmly looking over the lake. My friend wrote this poem highlighting her experience.
The first peoples first gazed upon
the deepest blue, and
their hearts were moved.
The rocks understood their respect
and formed a bond between
humankind and nature.
The natural world honored
the chief who presided, wise enough
to know he was only bits of dust.
And it is all dust that through the
Creator exists, waiting for the
great merging of beauty and love.
– Mary Dahlin