Have you ever wonder how a beautiful world is created through a word? Or how a child is created just by a union of two cells?
Sometimes I take a walk to the park and lie down on the green pasture. I feel those little green grass tickling my skin. Then I would look at the sky, wondering where it begins and where it could end. And even my entire life, I would never know the answer.
Getting no answer at all, I would just stare at the clouds and play with my mind. There I would watch as different wonders roll by like a movie strip. There would be the rabbit with its ears standing and eyes staring at the general direction. And try looking behind it. You will see that fish you so wanted to buy when you were three or four. Stay a little more minutes and all you could have are questions with no answers.
So I would just laugh and question myself more. Why are there these pictures in the sky? And there I would find the answer. There, in the extensive sky, are the beauties of the world. These are just clouds and nothing else. I just happened to have an overly active imagination and see things. Pictures which are never really there. And I would see how simple life is. With everything given to us and and not to need to worry. None at all.
