The Seeking

At the top of the highest mountain peak, I will find it,
I thought,
as I listened to the pitter-pat of morning rain outside my window.
When I sail so far out in the ocean that I lose sight of the shore, I will feel it,
I thought,
as I breathed in the aroma of coffee beans percolating their way to unbridled yumminess in my kitchen.
In the grandest and most majestic of all ancient churches still standing, I will know it,
I thought,
as I watched the flame of a tiny candle flicker on the walls of my prayer room.
Oh, what glory fills my heart
right now
in this awareness…
I have found it,
I do feel it,
and
I no longer need to know it.

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