Trust

I've not seen the end all be all of all things, I've not yet seen the truth that Buddha or the Enlightened ones have seen.

I sometimes look at the state of things and how they change. I sometimes look at the world, myself, and feel bad about the imperfect, the unattained, and feel good about that which is beautiful, that which is alive. I am in love with this body, with this world, with life, despite imperfections, and it pains me to know that it is impermanent, that all will end or change.

Is existence some tragedy? I'm not sure, but this is where Trust must come in.

Some principle of existence has allowed for beauty, love, truth, and life. Some principle of existence has provided this body with the food, water, air, and that which it needs.

It is this principle that allows all that is good and beautiful. It is the principle that goes beyond words. It that principle that must be trusted.