A Visual Eternity

When what you see as a maze of shadows, or when a thick tree-ranked woods comes into focus you get a moment to be still within and there, right inside your eyes the mind shifts into clarity; your timelessness snaps into visible mode. Like when you watch a choreographed sky-dance, a murmuration of starlings for instance and just one bird leaps out of the swirling air into a definition so clear it makes you disappear in the looking - in that moment you have found the instantaneous face of Spirit behind its razzle-dazzle.