This picture reminds me of a poem I loved as a child. Something like "If you can't be the tree at the top of the hill, be the shrub at the bottom but be, the best little shurb that grows in the vale. Be the best life that people will see."
"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods. There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is a society where none intrudes, by the deep sea and music in it roars. I love not man the less but Nature more." ~ Lord Byron (Étretat, France)