The simple ways are hardest to see
because they are so close. Like seeing
your palms while digging in the earth.
Or seeing your eyes while looking
at the moon. Or seeing the
truth when utterly afraid.
We think what we need is so
far away. Yet it’s as close
as ocean to fish.
It’s all so simple. And so hard.
As listening without hope of reward,
the way mountains listen to the sun.
Or holding nothing back, the way
rivers can’t stop flowing to the sea.
Simple as snow on the tongue
of a child. Yes, God appears
Excerpted from The Way Under the Way: The Place of True Meeting by Mark Nepo, published by Sounds True, November 2016.
Originally published at medium.com