Goodness is all around us
But verily, most of it
I have yet to let in
Yet to discover

After a life of mainly ego
Catching only glimpses
Of the divine traits
I want to change

I want the glimpses,
Those fantastic glimpses
No longer be glimpses
But become the main

Cumulonimbi of peace
Palaces of silence
Love and love and love
Generosity beyond control

O my God, turn my every minute
into one of those glimpses

from glimpses to main - hans van rostenberghe