each one

each day the eye dims a little
the horizon becomes unclear
the body closer each day
to the inevitable
yet the soul
impervious to change
immortal
sees more clearly with time
that which was once hidden
finding the light in the darkness

each mighty river
began only as mist
that became falling rain
and then the river

each may see the unseen
perceive the unperceivable
by first glancing through the keyhole
then seeing through a crack in the doorway
then by fully opening the door
only to discover at last
there was no door
and truth and truth seeker
were one and the same

each ancient redwood
began as only a small seed
nourished by the soil
warmed under the sun
one day to return to nature
to be part of the soil
for the new sapling

each soul was created in love
and from love
that it may be discovered
its truth realized
so that one day
it will become love