No two people look at the same thing,
in the same manner,
The rabbit jumps out of a burrow
and sees the world from down below,
The bird flies out of its nest
and sees the world from up above.
Why and what are they looking at?
We may never know perhaps!
This brings to the fore many aspects.
World view depends on the angle,
It also depends on who’s the one looking,
But mostly it depends on the ‘why’ and ‘what’ of looking at things.
Note: This poem is in response to the Writer’s Digest prompt on an ekphrastic poem.
A Rustic Mind 