A Matter of Perspective

The way we see it

One day they are eggs in an incubator

The next day they are baby chicks

We see a transformation from one form to another

What they see

Their entire existence has been confinement

They have seen shapes and shadows

Heard sounds

But they are all a mystery

The mystery of “beyond the shell”

To them

They are all that is

There is nothing else in existence

Then one day

The shell opens up and everything that they knew

Is irrelevant

Everything that they knew

Fades into nothing

As a whole new world opens

They haven’t changed but the world around them has changed.

I wonder if this has anything in it that we can learn from

We as humans

See outside of our little world

But we only hear rumors of what’s beyond our sky

We see pictures

But Earth to us is kind of like an egg

When our time comes

And lifts the veil

Will our consciousness and our perception of everything we have known

Fade into nothingness

As a whole new world emerges

Is world too small a word

What will it be like to finally comprehend infinity?

Will we look at God

And feel so small

Not just because of the immensity of God

But because we were so wrong

Based on our limited comprehension

of the possibility of what we believed God to be.

Will we even be able to understand at first?

Will we also be ashamed

About our previous fears

Of

“the breaking of the shell”

Will our former fears of death seem ludicrous?

Because I believe

I long for

“the breaking of the egg”