I walk so fast into my building in the mornings.
I walk even faster to the train in the afternoons.

This morning, it occurred to me, what a gorgeous view my walk is?
How could I have wasted these past four days?
Not even looking at what was in front me, above me, beside?

I saw the big picture
But just when I am starting to look at the smaller details
Do I realize how much the big picture didn’t even matter?