When I was small, I walked on patches of grass, picked up special rocks, saw big 

trees, winged flying things dancing around puddles, tall parents, buildings that 

pierced the sun, and long winding roads with no end.

Then I saw classrooms filled with kids, people in cars driving everywhere, birds 

flocking together, families in pictures, music makers, people chasing games, and 

crowds at destinations.

Now I see the whole forest, forks in the road, some dead ends, and entire 

generations, political waves, and larger woven groups of my own making.  

I see the earth from above, whole lakes and rivers, city skylines and green rolling 

hills, crops of corn, and iconic groups of people.

I lie down and look up at beautiful sky’s, and see clouds sliding by like dancing 

musical notes.

Darkness turns to light; poetry, love and friends touch me inside, individual 

humanity becomes relevant, and I start to feel the enriched understanding of the 

knitted landscape we breathe.

The more I look, the more everything changes and yet is somewhat the same. 

Now it becomes time to accumulate what I see and pass some visions on. 

Mike Rosen 2.10.2021