And I fear I’m not though with that dim-sighted lot in life. It is so hard to “stop and smell the roses” (song by Mac Davis, link follows) if you have been busy paying attention the “ruck and reel that teases sight.” Rumi had insight, a degree of which I’m pining for:

There’s a worm addicted to eating grape leaves.Suddenly, he wakes up, call it grace, whatever, something wakes him, and he’s no longer a worm. He’s the entire vineyard, and the orchard too, the fruit, the trunks, a growing wisdom that doesn’t need to devour. Rumi

(The obscure quote, “ruck and reel”….google John Masefield if your are curious)