From Behind the Glass

I often wonder how it would feel to cross the wires and touch the animals. Would touching a parrot be same as touching a tiger...the same feeling of confinement? Would I get the same feral tingle when I touch the wild and the caged? If lion is the king of the jungle then who is the king of the zoo? How much more than the book do our children learn when they see a caged deer? Which is more useful, the zoo or the Animal Planet?


I often wonder why butterflies are so colorful and houseflies so noisy. Why do we feel butterflies in our stomach when we are nervous? Did anyone feel fireflies in the stomach when they are hungry? Fireflies create the same amount of beauty at night as do butterflies in the day, then why are butterflies romantic and fireflies mystic? What would it be to be a butterfly for one day? Do we have the time?


I often wonder how it would feel to touch the old vase inside the museum. Will I feel the days when it occupied the corner of an unknown house? Was it a gift of love or a duty fulfilled? Did the maker get a percent of the money that it is worth today? How would the owner feel if he knew he held a future fortune? Why do we take so much time to value that we could value today?


When I stand behind the glass pane of my window, I often wonder why the sea is so blue? What the creator had in mind when He made the sky limitless? It feels so great when raindrops comes pouring down on us from above. How does it feel when bombs come down............