This

I wish I could make them understand, make them understand this.

This strangeness.

This heart crushing beauty.

This bitter sweet.

This paradoxical and yet universal realness of life.

Every shadow, Every stream of light.

All opposites together,

Existing

Side by side

To tell a story.

Our story.

Glimpses of ultimate truth

And the lies we believed

Laid bare.

Life!

How can you not see it?

Everything speaks

Of the Creator

And of man's fallen state.

The ice on a river,

as a cloud drifts past, and somber bits

Of light

Ride the passing stream.

See it!

See it now?

This!

This and so much more.

Every moment, a framed sketch

Of IT.

Words cannot

Express;

They always fail to,

To show,

To impart.

And so it fades

Again

To a tickle,

To a shadow

In the mind.

A haunting,

Lingering

Presence

In the mind

Whispering,

"It is."