Missing the Big Picture

Lost in the details, the small and the near,

I peer through the fog, but the path isn't clear.

Blind to the vistas that stretch far and wide,

I stumble along, with a narrow-eyed stride.

The world is a puzzle, a maze to be solved,

But I'm lost in the pieces, the details involved.

I scrutinize every aspect, each fine-grained part,

But miss the grand picture, the essence of art.

Myopic and blinkered, I'm stuck in my view,

My vision constrained, my perspective askew.

The broader horizon eludes my small mind,

As I fuss and I fret over things undefined.

Oh, to see the big picture, the grand and the vast,

To marvel at wonders too great to be grasped!

To transcend the minutiae, the petty and small,

And glimpse the whole landscape, the grandeur of all.

But until then, I'll keep plodding along,

Bent on the small things, the details so strong.

I'll dream of the vistas I've yet to behold,

And hope for the day when my eyes will unfold.

Sometimes we get lost in the details,

Focusing on the small and the frail,

Forgetting the grandeur of the whole,

Missing the beauty that's our goal.

We obsess over each tiny part,

And lose sight of the bigger art,

Forgetting the purpose of the scheme,

We struggle to find our way upstream.

We miss the forest for the trees,

As we become lost in degrees,

We forget the scope of the scene,

And lose sight of what could have been.

It's easy to get lost in the fray,

To lose sight of the light of day,

But if we take a step back to see,

The big picture can set us free.

For when we see the grand design,

Our focus can become refined,

And we can finally understand,

The beauty that's at our command.

So let's take a moment to pause,

And see the whole without a cause,

For it's only in this bigger view,

That we can find what's really true.

I wonder at how many opportunities I have missed,

Because I didn't forhet to stair at the glimpse of the big picture. 

I focused on the present situation, being considerate and bled, 

Forgetting the bigger picture to behold the beauty.

Some are worth missing because there's isn't any big picture,

But some are priceles, 

Because once you miss it, you pay more than double the price to have that glory.

At this junction, 

I think of patience is virtue,

Because we all don’t grow up to be adult, 

We pass through body and emotional phases of growth to be an adult, 

The old saying of the patient dog eat the fattest bone is still very true... 

Just  little drops soon becomes a mighty ocean 

And a great view that attract people to admire and long to stay.

Have people that you can trust to see the bigger picture even when you don't see it. 

Pay the dues now, so that you can enjoy the benefit and bigger opportunities that comes with it

I know I said I was going to be consistent, it was true, but the forces of unknown got the best of me. Thanks to the Sniper love for his continous reminder. Cheers to you for making sure I put myself out.