The world wasn’t yet moving by the time I had come to the shallow lake. The water was serene reflecting the foothills, sky and clouds like a pristine mirror. I stood still for a bit amongst some tall evergreens before moving toward a trail going around it.
As I walked I thought I could see everything there was to see going on. Reaching a mile marker, I noticed a shift in the atmosphere. Now I could see waist high, thin, misty like clouds rolling out onto the water where it had been clear before. I thought it strange that I hadn’t noticed it prior. I took some steps back and realized I couldn’t see them anymore; they were only visible as I walked forward and looked out. I wasn’t quick to move away because standing at this axis point felt like something to comprehend.
Perception is a funny thing. We may think we have full knowledge of what we are seeing, but it only takes a change in the atmosphere, a change to our vantage point and we realize, all is not as it appears.