The way that we look at and observe our surroundings as adults, frequently in a hurry and with little time to stop, means that inevitably we take for granted those things that are close around us. We surface skim the parts of our world that we think we know intimately, preferring to concentrate on the new and ever evolving sights that surround us each day.
To really see something requires us to pause, concentrate, and look more deeply. The closer we look the more detail we become aware of. Things long forgotten re-emerge, details not seen before gain significance.
Looking even closer our attention is drawn to the spaces between those details – the voids that are lost to our normal vision.
These spaces and details become worlds of their own – minutiae waiting to be explored. it is into this microscopic world of treasures, and relics, lost from sight, that we slip as old age overcomes us. The outside world ceases to exist, our sense of reality shrinks, and only those things in close proximity are focussed in our minds. We should take solace in the beauty of that space which waits for us to discover, when at last our days become twilight.