The pure white light of your being

In the pure light of your being, Let me be a drop, Reflecting, infinitesimally, your radiance.

Nobody can fully behold truth, beauty, love - these things we live and die for. Nobody can behold the full majesty of the Great Spirit / Great Mystery / Life / Nature / God - whatever you want to call that pure white light of being. But we can embody aspects of it in our lives, in a very personal and intimate way, a "down to earth" kind of way, and that is enough. (I was inspired to write this by the idea of prisms and rainbows and refraction in physics. A prism is an object that, through its properties, breaks down pure white light into its constituent colors, the colors of the rainbow, each corresponding to different wavelengths of light).

Peace