It's not obvious, but it's not hidden either. When will you reach the joy of true simplicity and natural seriousness? When will you delight in truly knowing each thing for what it is: what it's made of, what purpose it serves, how long it lasts, what parts make it up, who can have it, and who can give it or take it away?
Not apparent indeed, but not concealed. And when shalt thou attain to the happiness of true simplicity, and unaffected gravity? When shalt thou rejoice in the certain knowledge of every particular object according to its true nature: as what the matter and substance of it is; what use it is for in the world: how long it can subsist: what things it doth consist of: who they be that are capable of it, and who they that can give it, and take it away?