Today I notice the trees shedding their leaves. Autumn has come – another reminder of the passing of time. Time that will, like the falling Autumn leaves, never return again.
I have been so busy tuning my microscope – focusing on the tiny pixel of the here and now, I have forgotten to dust off my telescope – focusing on the bigger picture.
Reminds me of the lines out of the song ‘Seasons of Love’, when asking the all important question: ‘How do you measure a year in your life?’
“Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes.
Five hundred twenty five thousand moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes.
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights? In sunsets? In midnights? In cups of coffee?
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife?”
Perspective needs a balance between the microscope and the telescope; between the pixel and the picture.
