I looked up and around because that was where all I could look. I saw people, I saw my owner, I saw other people, I saw tree's, I saw bird's, I saw squirrels. I looked down. I saw the pavement, I saw the green grass, I saw the brown dirt, I saw bug's, I saw other dog's. I looked back up and around. This time I saw God. I saw God in everything. I saw his light. I saw his beauty. Then I saw myself. I saw myself in everything. I saw my reflection. I saw my own beauty. I saw my own light. I saw me. I saw a beautiful dog.
© the wanderer