It would be some miracle if we could ever find it again –
Lost somewhere during the course of early childhood.

If, for a moment, however, we put down our more serious pursuits
And start looking –
With patience, we’ll find it’s still there.

And, if we start re-cultivating that spring-green patch of early innocence,
One day, out of it, might grow a gentle mature human being
Who – because of gratitude –
Could well be on the way to becoming “whole” – that is to say, “holy.”

Later, when God looks down
At all the human beings in the world exhibiting gratefulness –
Because of that gratitude, from God’s point of view, they’ll light up
And can be seen.



One can’t “see” beauty except through love –
In fact, beauty will refuse to come into existence without its presence.


One can’t “recognize” beauty without truth
Because, without it, one can only make out a fuzzy, indistinct façade.


One can’t “enjoy” beauty without justice
Because injustice causes us to forget everything else.


Beauty is “fresh” … “fragile” … and always “temporary.”


Beauty is the most valuable thing that’s actually not a “thing.”


Beauty is like God – evanescent – so we’re often uncertain about its very presence.


Beauty’s central to what makes life worth living.