A reflection

How ecstatic you became, beloved,
When you looked up
And saw the rainbow in the sky.

Yet you only forgot
That the rainbow was always there—
And only in the steam of this passing storm
Did you behold the beauty that wraps you, and me, and all creatures
At all times.

All the colors you can ever see—
Arrays of light teeming with hues you couldn’t imagine
Bound into every ethereal photon
Beamed into your eye,
Reflected into the eyes of all the world’s children.

We look, but we do not see
Miracle woven into all the fabrics.
All possibilities bound into you…
Into me…
Into all creatures…

And, beloved, when you returned to yourself
In the quiet inward eternal dawn
That promises the day to come,
That sacred revelation that eludes our chasing of dust
Was revealed in the clearing skies:
The only difference between impure and holy
Is to see.