Before I Ruin the View

Before I ruin the view, I see…I see as a child - the colors meld in the sky, in the lake, at tree level. Before I ruin the view, I chew on it, revel in it, see God in it. I see… Before I ruin the view, alone with myself, alone with sights and sounds; infinity. Before I ruin the view, by adding people, I grip each petal, each blade, each coniferous and fanned leaf, each bird, each squirrel, each…each…. Before I ruin the view…before we ruined Eden by setting our sights on low- hanging fruit, perhaps red and delicious, sweet, juicy like gossip and AI…don’t look - it’s a sham. there’s a snake under the rock. Before you and I, ruin anything, everything, let us be awestruck, illuminated, engulfed in the allowance of so many good things. Not everyone sees. Some fish for pictorials.