#reveleation

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One wish may hide another. And one person's reputation may hide The reputation of another. One dog may conceal another On a lawn, so if you escape the first one you're not necessarily safe; One lilac may hide another and then a lot of lilacs and on the Appia Antica      one tomb May hide a number of other tombs. In love, one reproach may hide      another, One small complaint may hide a great one. One injustice may hide another—one colonial may hide another, One blaring red uniform another, and another, a whole column.

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                                               One identical twin May hide the other. And there may be even more in there! The      obstetrician Gazes at the Valley of the Var. We used to live there, my wife and I, but One life hid another life. And now she is gone and I am here.

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When you come to something, stop to let it pass So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where, Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about, The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities. 

I have always been fascinated with lightning.  It’s majestic power, that one fleeting moment of pure energy as it rips through the open sky and, of course, its ability to create such impactful art.  You see, the thing I love most about lightning is that, if you are properly prepared and know where to look for it, that one split second as the lightning reveals its true energy can be captured forever.  With just a little bit of effort something as fleeting as a flash of lightning can become an inspirational work of art to awe the human race for years to come.

Sometimes I feel like life has moments just like that.  Quick and rapid experiences that, if not properly prepared for and looked for, can be lost amongst the thousands of other daily tasks. 

I believe in the ability to learn lessons and draw wisdom from even the simplest of life’s tasks.  From walking up a surprisingly steep hill to intentional time for meditation, life is constantly willing to pour into our consciousnesses the bounds of wisdom it has gained over time and the knowledge that great men and women everywhere have donated.