In the Quiet

In the quiet of the morning before the brain starts racing you can sometimes catch a glimpse of the infinite. It comes sneaking in at the odd moment when you least expect it, and it is gone in a flash. But for that instant, the universe opens itself up to you and there is a joyful delight and a thoughtless knowing that you are in the presence of that which you emanated from and to which you will one day return. Eternal. Wordless. Indescribable. Holy.