Unseen Horse

It was cool to get to catch some feral horses among the trees. The gray horse was standing near a tree munching on the plants. What we did not see was that there was another horse standing right next to him. This horse was black and seemed to outline the gray one. It was not until the black one raised his head that we saw it.

Life is like that. We sometime only see what is right in front of us. We do not see the unseen circumstances that lurks behind. It is not until it lift its head, that we see what was there all along.

I try to be aware of my surroundings. But I am limited by my short sightness. It is when God opens my eyes that I see clearly what is unseen like the black horse.