If directly apprehending Truth and Beauty is beyond our scope,
How can we be drawn to what hasn't yet been seen?
How can we recognize what isn't yet known,
Much less sense its thundering presence?
Perhaps the answers lie within glimpses granted by the Beloved,
Giving inner certainty of what's beyond ego-mind's grasp.
Perhaps the answers come to a mind bereft of hope,
When all else is rejected but reliance on Self alone.
