Tag: ancient

Being human, we’re small. We haven’t been here for very long, neither as our kind nor every single one of us. I like to think that the ancient parts of the world watch us, silent and unmoved above our heads and underneath our feets, and whisper to each other.

We may steal a glance at their shapes, be it buildings or oceans, a forest grown through centuries or the wind brushing through our hair, and we wonder what they have seen and done in their almost immortal lives.

Admiring them with deep reverence, we may forget something – that they too watch us.

And I like to think that even the oldest parts of our planets occasionally turn their senses onto us little humans, if only to wonder how something so tiny can still surprise them after all these eternities.