If Esther could only shrink herself, she could fit through the window. She gazed longingly at the blue sky, trees, and grass beyond its too small dimensions. What she wouldn’t give to step into that world. She’d stopped wondering why this beautiful view greeted her at odd moments. There was no predicting when it would appear; nor did she have warning of its disappearance. Where did such beauty exist? What world did she look out on?
Quite a metaphor for appearances and creating a new world. Choosing your viewpoint in how you see beyond yourself. The story is relatable in the current state of affairs, and practical when we feel discouraged by outward appearances.
Quite a metaphor for appearances and creating a new world. Choosing your viewpoint in how you see beyond yourself. The story is relatable in the current state of affairs, and practical when we feel discouraged by outward appearances.