A light snow covered the world as I woke up this morning. It clung to the branches and adorned the bushes. And it had stopped falling. The day was cloudy, with the soft light bringing all this to a quiet glory.
So you have bare trees in winter and you have bare trees today. You have the events of daily life and you have those same events imbued with wonder.
What words can paint such a picture of illumination? How about …
What will it take for me to see with these eyes throughout the day?
What will it take to animate the gentleman sitting across from me right now in the library?
What will it take for me to see the beauty around me always?
And what will it take for me to be moved by it all?