Learning to see the life in what appears to be lifeless

Sensing the beauty in what appears to be stripped of color,

  of brightness, of joy and caring

This is the challenge of being

To know and to see that all is good

All of that which is and was created out of nothingness

Yet we who have the tangible and visible all around us

Cry out for more

More substance, better conditions, brighter days

We who have the ability to create all that will be

We are blind to the laughter that follows the tears

We cry out for love

Refusing to recognize that we are that which we desire

Always seeking, yearning, believing that

We do not and cannot have

While we sit amidst unlimited abundance

Life is so very beautiful

In all of its appearances