When we blink our eyes,
we might say that in the short
instant our eyes were closed
there was nothing that we missed.
But in that short instant, men were at war, and men, women and children were slain.
A woman desperately searched for her child who had been taken in the night.
A homeless man scrapes the inside of a garbage can for any small bit to eat.
In the twilight, the sun blushed in brilliance as the nakedness of its light was exposed to the darkness of night.
And tragically the passion of love was dashed from misunderstanding and the absence of trust.
But had we not blinked, and stared directly into the face of life, would then we see?