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."