Call It What You Will

I have always felt that unexplainable desire to investigate the larger gestures of life. The need to find that intangible occurrence that truly moves me. Those late nights lost their power after some time. I used to think they held the key to a major breakthrough that will leave me satisfied with some ultimate solution. The need to be satisfied has been replaced by the excitement of the actual search for it. There are so many ineffable aspects to life; so many things that remained unnamed or unspoken. When given the chance to say something we truly mean, we have to take full advantage of that opening and run with it. Every last one of us would profit from such candor, no matter the rejoinder to our averment. I have been given a chance to do just this and I welcome such the encounter with everything I have.
The notion of reverence has been peppering my thoughts for quite some time. Knowing that I still hold certain entities to be sacred has always kept me grounded and it has been essential to protect them from becoming trivial and picayune. It's been ages since I have done so with a person, but all of the emotions that it entails come back to me daily. Those small moments spent aching mirror that of the ache spent searching for the ultimate gesture of truth. All of our fleeting days should be spent trying to live within the domain of such Beauty. No matter what you call it, the connatural desire to keep it in your regard when making your way through the days ahead.

"Let these things fill your heart, vast as they are
And when you're entirely happy in that feeling
Then call it what you will:
Heart, Fortune, Love, or God!
I have no name for it.
Feeling is everything,
Names are sound and smoke
Obscuring heaven's glow."

- Faust, Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe