Ruah Bull - Spiritual Director

 As the plump squirrel scampers Across the roof of the corncrib, The moon suddenly stands up in the darkness, And I see that it is impossible to die. Each moment of time is a mountain. An eagle rejoices in the oak trees of heaven Crying THIS IS WHAT I WANTED

When something's going on Something else is going on. Notice the something else too. 

Not seeing The room is white Until that red apple.