The unseen in the seen: God in a meadow

I spent much of yesterday in a meadow of daisies, just sitting, being, listening to the birds and hum of insects, the sound of the wind in the grasses.

The energy was magical; a sense of tree spirits, Native spirits who once roamed this land, various energy forms, all hanging out in this meadow.

The light was very clear that day. Everything was in a kind of hyper focus... Nothing hidden from view.

Or so I thought.

When I looked at this photo, it surprised me! The way the light streams in like actual rays. And the misty bluish haze to the left, looking like a spirit from what I've seen of spirit photos.

There is much unseen in the seen world; the ways of God in a meadow.