What is covered
 is covered over by my own eyes;
 what is muted
 is unheard because of my closed ears;
 what is numbed
 is left unfelt by my locked heart;
 what is lost
 remains lost from my neglect;
 simply waiting,
 to be seen
 to be heard
 to be felt 
 to be found;
 right in front of me 
 and all around.
  
 *With thanks to The Gospel of Thomas, Logion 5