Is the dandelion growing in a sidewalk crack any less wild? Or is it any less beautiful?
Are rare wildflowers any more beautiful because they are few?
Is the soaring eagle any more wild or free than the backyard cardinal and robin?
Does a sunset become less glorious because it is repeated day after day after day?
Do we tire of too much beauty?
Does a bride tire of hearing she is loved?
Or is our perception simply calloused and resistant to wild beauty all around us?
Are we so dull? Are we asleep beneath dawn's glow?
God, help us! Help us to be fully awake to the glory all around us. Open our eyes. Open all of our senses. But most of all, Lord, open our hearts.