Micro and Macro wonders

One of the things that truly amazed me even from childhood was everything weird and strange and whacky that had to do with the two worlds that exist in an untouchable way above and below us. Or, better, around us, but can't touch us and they can't touch each other too.
It is so wondrous that we usually fail to realize it, especially in our everyday life. We have to be in a consciously aware state, very well grounded and waken to this reality with our mind expanded to reach this information: we are just in between two fantastic groups of worlds, worlds inside worlds, live realities detached from our own but we live in both of them too, part of them and so far away at the same time.
The microscopic world of the very small and the macrocosmic world of the very huge. The acari and the atom and the vastness of galaxies. Both keep going over to the even smaller than we can ever imagine and/or discover and to the even vaster than our sight would ever reach.
Unaware, we don't usually realize the miracle. The far more that life is. The wonders that wait and happen every single moment that we get bored, we feel miserable, we see things black and white instead of the multicolored unlimited wonderful truth of existence.
Do we really have the luxury and the right to keep ourselves all the time into our gray boxes?