Revelation at Roughly One AM

What is here in this moment
Is wonder
Is new
Like being handed the key
To a lock
On a door
That has sat stolid, impenetrable
For ever so long
Tantalizing in plain sight
But as closed
As a stone
Like waking to find
The sun has appeared
And the birds have arrived
Unassuming
Unannounced
As though they never had gone
And the trees are decked out
In the finest spring buds
That you swear were not there
When you first shut your eyes
What is here in this moment
Emboldens
Unsettles
Peels off the old and graying layers
And reveals something splendorous concealed underneath
Something fresh
Something clean
Something weightless with joy
Something here in this moment
That was here all along
Like the lurking locked door
Like the fragile spring buds
Like the sun shaded by the most desperate of clouds
And it is irrevocably
Fundamentally true:
What is here in this moment
Was here all along