The land is generous.
It offers more than we ask for.
We walk the known tracks and call it familiar.
But familiarity is just repetition with confidence.
Beyond the usual line of sight, the world keeps unfolding.
Rock falling away beneath your feet.
Water stretching past thought.
The horizon holding everything without effort.
The world was already complete.
Attention changes what’s revealed.
The unseen isn’t rare.
It asks for patience.
Nothing is revealed to those who rush past.
