The irony is evident:
This vision of perfection
passes before our eyes,
We think our lives to be the goal.
Without our knowing,
We suppress our raison d’être:
Suddenly we pause, we listen, we see!
In ecstacy, we stand transfixed,
Yearning for the soul’s perfection,
Having glimpsed our Truth.
This was written in response to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challlenge: ECSTASY (noun)
1 a : a state of being beyond reason and self-control b archaic : swoon
2: a state of overwhelming emotion; especially : rapturous delight
3: trance; especially : a mystic or prophetic trance
The perfect vision passes unnoticed. So true. This really hits home. Lovely.
The Irony and the Ecstasy! Love the play of vision and glimpse; perfection and truth.
Very nice. And in like with my recent Deepak learnings.
Superbly evocative of that rare moment of “aha!” that has been the goal of enlightenment seekers since time began. Lovely.
You’re right – we claim to look for perfection, but we seem to see only flaws.
P.S. I love sunlight-through-clouds pictures and look to take them whenever I can. They always feel like some kind of revelation!
such true words…
and a beautiful visual
Very nice. It’s too true that perfection is often right in front of us without our realizing it.