Taking time to be awed

Awe. Staggered and bewildered by the splendor of what one can experience. There is no fault to be found with the distracted that miss the mysteries abounding, surrounding them. Life is harried, worried and frantic. Equations get strange and unbalanced by the blurring illusions of importance and circumstance. Clarity falls victim to that serial abuser that confuses life.

Stepping out of the cycle, waking to the wonder of the dismissed abundance to see is an improbable ask. Bills, families, social contracts steal our focus and lock us in these patterns that defy our capacity to appreciate the gifts we ignore.

I felt the touch of creation against my cheek, seen the countenance divine before my eyes, slept in the bosom of contentment under the care of a loving benefactor, spirits stirred by the provision of the grace of perfections acquiesced.

You have too, in silent moments, the whispers came. Did you listen to them, their entreaty to be more, see more? How did the wind touch you as you moved across the earth? Did the warming embrace of the light find you? Did you receive the subtle sustenance?

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