“…beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.”
Wow. Just wow. There are some moments in life that just stop me dead in my tracks. And the view from this morning’s walk was one of them. I soaked in the stillness and quiet of dawn. Sitting there I couldn’t believe the mystery I saw in the clouds and could hardly grasp the intensity of colors right in front of me (pic doesn’t do it justice). In a strange sense it was kind of like opening my eyes for the first time in a long time. Cheesy, I know. But that view was damn powerful. You can go out seeking beauty and chasing sunrises to try and catch a glimpse of her, and other times- POW she smacks you right where you are.
It was a solid 3 minutes of taking in the enormity of what I was seeing, knowing it would end as soon as the sun creeped up a little higher to steal the shades of pink from the sky. I noticed an early-rise type runner on the trail, and I began to awaken again to my senses as I faintly heard cars in the distance, headed on their morning commute.
I find myself reading the poem above every once in a while, and I seem to gather something different from it every time. After my experience on this random early morning walk, the poem today revealed a truth that you cannot seek beauty because it isn’t something to be sought after. It just exists. As is. Within us all when we notice. We just need to recognize it. Beauty in all her glory presented herself to me and I was open to it. I was not chasing after her this morning but I caught a glimpse of her and realized she is always here with me.
May you catch your glimpse of her from within, in the most ordinary walks of life.