Older, but no wiser

"To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour."

This may sound insufferably arrogant, but sometimes when I write here it's from a place of struggling to see beyond the commonplace, the ordinary, the mundane; searching for some insight, a message; striving so hard to see that World, that Heaven, that I dismiss as unimportant most of the ordinary human activity that constitutes daily living.

Some days maybe it's okay to see just flowers and sand.