What Angels See

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A man took his child by the hand and started walking down the path away from their house, not with any destination in mind, but with the wish to walk, and share the experience and wonder of what was around them, with his daughter. Only then did he see the light coming through the trees, and the birds chasing each other as they called one to another in song, and only then did the flowers that normally hid in the underbrush jump out in glory and color and brighten the forest floor. For only then, in the act of sharing, and through the eyes of youth, could he really see what angels see, and men often overlook. That what is right in front of them is much more glorious than what they imagine lurks in the darkness ready to take it all away. Or delusions of how much better it must be on a different trail somewhere, where other people tread.