I see…

In the incessant twittering of the birds, I see…

In the tall giant trees, I see…

In the gentle sway of the branches, I see…

In the barren plants too, I see…

In the flitting fall of the leaves, I see…

In the slithering of the slimy slug, I see…

In the circles on the tree trunk, I see…

In the pinks and reds and roses of the flowers, I see…

In the lush green of the endless grass, I see…

I see the hand of the Invisible Creator,

Invisible yet perceptible,

Perceptible and beautiful,

I see You, I feel You.